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I think I've solved my problem. Rather than trying to reanimate an old slur, with a new meaning, let's make "American" be a virtue again, and "unamerican" a curse. We've allowed the commies to shit on "American" for too long. Americans come in all races, in all colors. Americans needn't live in the United States. Americans believe in truth and justice. Americans believe in merit, hard work, property, not handouts. Americans are forgiving, but not without seeing real atonement. Americans are charitable, but don't expect someone else to perform our charity for us. Americans are not the world's police.
Make American Virtuous Again.
I'm an American!
#American
Perfectly illustrating why I don't use that word on X. But I don't care about ignorant. I care about violence and theft, especially against people they don't know. Historically, perps were mostly people with black skin. Nowadays, it's illegal immigrants. Low IQ appears to be correlated, but it's mostly cultural. Unamerican describes it, but without the necessary shame.
X Pro is sometimes unusable, putting "Retry" buttons, which always fail, in place of column content. So I created a plain HTML version, at billstclair.com/x.html.
Could be a good place to snag interesting profiles.
Some of them are: @Devon_Eriksen_ @_Billy_Beck_ @rdgrongoodnet1 @HighImpactFlix @UScrimeReview @DeTocqueville14 @maximumpain333 @esrtweet @TheAliceSmith @GadSaad @elonmusk
"/with_replies" is what I show in X Pro for profile links, but it causes iPhone browsers to hang (bug reported). I removed them. x2.html still has them, so I can test occasionally for bug fix (or use on my desktop machines). I now have three things to update for any changes. Will likely occasionally forget one of them.
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This isn't crazy at all, it's just outside of most people's experience.
You just have to supply the relevant information, so people can understand.
Here, I'll do it myself.
(You should pay me more for this.)
Picture a jar. Not a special jar that I have to explain to you. Just an ordinary jar.
Put some gold in it. Just a little bit, ground to the consistency of fine sand.
Now some iron.
And some uranium. Don't worry, it's not very radioactive in this state. You can touch it with your hands. Just pour it in.
Now some tungsten. Surprisingly heavy, huh?
Some platinum.
Then just keep adding other heavy elements. Sticking to the useful ones. Should be pretty easy. They're all useful for something.
Jar about half full? Now pour in some really fine sand. Put a lid on it.
Now shake the jar for 4 billion years. Don't worry, it's just an imaginary jar, and an imaginary 4 billion years, you're not going to get bored or anything.
Now reach your fingers into the jar, and fish out a nugget of gold, or tungsten, or iron.
Oh, wait. You can't. It's all at the bottom. Under a thick layer of sand.
Can you picture it? Are you picturing it clearly? Close your eyes if it helps. Wait, no, open them again so you can read this.
That jar is Earth.
All the heavy stuff has sunk to the core. Where you can't get it.
Now smash the jar on the floor, and pick up the precious metals and the useful ones.... easy, right?
The smashed jar is asteroids.
Right now, your brain is saying "Oh, I see, he's talking about asteroid mining. He's saying we're going to go out and mine asteroids."
No.
I'm saying we already are.
When the Earth was molten, all the heavy stuff sunk to the core. We covered this. So how are we mining heavy stuff on Earth right now?
The answer is that we are mining asteroids.
We are mining asteroids that hit the Earth after it stopped being molten. So the stuff in them stayed on the surface. Pretty much every mine on Earth is an ancient asteroid strike.
Now think of all the asteroids in the solar system. Divide them into two categories.
The first category is the ones that have already hit Earth, sometime in the past.
The second category is the ones that haven't.
I'll save you the trouble of asking an AI. The first category is about .001%. The second is about 99.999%.
Everything you have, everything you own, everything you ever made, everything that your entire civilization is made out of, unless it's made of wood or entirely out of light elements.... it all comes from that .001%.
The 99.999% is out there in the rest of the solar system.
Now do you understand?
You, and I, and Elon Musk, and your sweet old granny, all of us, we grew up under conditions of grinding material poverty. We just don't see it that way because we have nothing else to compare it to.
We're used to it.
Are you starting to get the idea? Good, but we're not done yet. Now we're gonna talk about energy.
Here on Earth, we pull hydrocarbons out of the ground and burn them for energy. We could build fission reactors, but dumbass hippies made some movies, and now the retarded theater kids who run our government won't let us do that. They want us to go back to windmills, because they are retarded.
Windmills suck. Hell, even hydrocarbons suck. Fission is okayish, but the real energy source, the only one that matters in the long run, is hydrogen fusion.
On Earth, we can't really build fusion reactors that actually produce energy, despite the best efforts of engineers. That's not because the engineers are dumbasses like the theater kids. No, engineers are smart. They still can't do it because it's really really hard, unlike running a government.
Perhaps someday they'll succeed, but in the meantime, we're stuck burning hydrocarbons, until we hang all the theater kids and build fission plants instead.
But in space, there's a giant free fusion reactor waiting for us. In fact, we've been using it for millions of years. We call it the "sun".
In space, energy is free.
Oh, you have to invest in some solar panels, and they're only useful close to a star, but that's just nitpicky little details. Basic idea is that there's no power bill.
Build solar panels once, run 'em almost forever. On Earth, solar panels suck, and they're only useful for grid independence.
But in space, with nothing between you and the star but, well, space, then solar panels are awesome. And all the material and energy you need to build them is right there for the taking.
So, cheap material, free energy.
What else does a civilization need?
Computation? Well, guess what you can build a lot of with cheap material and free energy.
What this really all boils down to is that the only thing Earth has going for it is that it's a really nice place to build your house.
It's a crappy place to build a mine or factory.
The total value of everything off Earth — and I'm just talking about the solar system, not the rest of the universe — exceeds the total value of everything on the Earth by eleventy-billion percent.
In the future, most of us will continue to live on Earth, unless we really screw it up by not hanging all the theater kids. But all the mining, all the manufacturing, all the making the stuff, and all the making the stuff that makes the stuff, will happen in space.
And there will be a lot more of it.
All we have to do is get the tools we need from down here where we built them, to up there where we need them. So that we can build more tools out there, more and more and more of them, forever.
There's only one snag.
It's really hard to get things off Earth. We haven't really done much of it until very very recently.
SpaceX is the "very, very recently". SpaceX now owns about 80% of humanity's lift-to-space capacity, and no one else is even close.
That's 80% of the pipeline to infinite wealth. And first dibs on all the real estate out there, too.
In the old West, the railroads were money trees, because they didn't just own the transport, they owned the destination.
And there's about to be a frontier again, except this one's bigger, and it comes with a built-in second industrial revolution.
Make sense now?
One of my high school buddies died a few weeks back. I'm going to Laramie (Wyoming) to walk around the train station in his remembrance.
This means I have to deal with the wholly unconstitutional TSA. Every search is a blatant Fourth Amendment violation. Disarming passengers is a blatant Second Amendment violation. Everyone involved should be jailed for felony denial of rights.
Because of TSA, I fly only for weddings and funerals.
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You scroll X for 3 hours a day but half the replies might as well be encrypted.
Here are 100 terms everyone uses that you need to actually know:
1. GOAT — Greatest Of All Time
2. POV — Point Of View
3. FOMO — Fear Of Missing Out
4. YOLO — You Only Live Once
5. LOL — Laugh Out Loud
6. OMG — Oh My God
7. WTF — What The Fuck
8. IDK — I Don't Know
9. TBH — To Be Honest
10. NGL — Not Gonna Lie
11. IMO — In My Opinion
12. FR — For Real
13. IYKYK — If You Know, You Know
14. TL;DR — Too Long; Didn't Read
15. SMH — Shaking My Head
16. ICYMI — In Case You Missed It
17. BRB — Be Right Back
18. BTW — By The Way
19. DM — Direct Message
20. IRL — In Real Life
21. RN — Right Now
22. LMK — Let Me Know
23. ASAP — As Soon As Possible
24. JK — Just Kidding
25. NVM — Never Mind
26. LMAO — Laughing My Ass Off
27. AFK — Away From Keyboard
28. FYP — For You Page
29. BFF — Best Friends Forever
30. TMI — Too Much Information
31. W — Win / Winning
32. L — Loss / Losing
33. RATIO — Reply gets more engagement
34. MID — Average / Not impressive
35. SUS — Suspicious
36. BET — Okay / Agreed
37. BASED — Confidently holding a view
38. NO CAP — No lie
39. CAP — A lie
40. RIZZ — Charm / Game
41. SLAY — Did something impressively well
42. ATE — Did something extremely well
43. FIRE — Excellent
44. COOKED — In trouble / Finished
45. LET HIM COOK — Let someone continue
46. DELULU — Delusional
47. VIRAL — Spreading rapidly online
48. MEME — Shareable internet joke/idea
49. CLICKBAIT — Designed to make you click
50. GOATED — Extremely great
51. STAN — Super fan
52. FLEX — Show off
53. AMA — Ask Me Anything
54. OP — Original Poster
55. OC — Original Content
56. NSFW — Not Safe For Work
57. ROFL — Rolling On the Floor Laughing
58. FRFR — For Real, For Real
59. ONG — On God
60. ISTG — I Swear To God
61. IJBOL — I Just Burst Out Laughing
62. AFAIK — As Far As I Know
63. WBU — What About You?
64. HBU — How About You?
65. G2G — Got To Go
66. TTYL — Talk To You Later
67. HMU — Hit Me Up
68. OFC — Of Course
69. FYI — For Your Information
70. TBF — To Be Fair
71. IDC — I Don't Care
72. IK — I Know
73. IKR — I Know, Right?
74. TIL — Today I Learned
75. WYM — What You Mean?
76. WDYM — What Do You Mean?
77. ILY — I Love You
78. PFP — Profile Picture
79. Mutuals — People who follow each other
80. OOMF — One Of My Followers/Friends
81. Lurker — Watches without interacting
82. Troll — Provokes people online
83. Bot — Automated account
84. Receipts — Proof / Evidence
85. Clapback — Sharp response
86. Callout — Public criticism
87. Bait — Content designed to provoke
88. Ratioed — Reply outperforms the original
89. Trending — Currently popular
90. Touch Grass — Spend less time online
91. Doomscrolling — Endless negative scrolling
92. Ragebait — Content designed to make people angry
93. YAP — Talk excessively
94. YAPPER — Someone who talks a lot
95. VIBE — Overall feeling / atmosphere
96. LOWKEY — Somewhat / Secretly
97. HIGHKEY — Openly / Strongly
98. LOCKED IN — Fully focused
99. GLOW UP — Major positive transformation
100. HIT DIFFERENT — Feels especially good/different
Bookmark this.
You'll need it.
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“At SpaceX we specialize in converting things from impossible to late.”
— Elon Musk
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If we don't back the blue, who will beat us black and blue??
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Here is the letter. I'm a signer. americansforhealthfreedom.or…
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This, ladies and gentlemen, is the awful fact:
Replying to @AaronCReale @_Billy_Beck_
The constitution is no longer fit for original intended purpose.
Any system will be gamed once given enough time.
(And yes, I’m returning my law bar licenses due to inability to swear to uphold in the current condition our laws find themselves in).
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Amazon Ring has a serious problem, and it doesn't cost a dollar.
It's called Frigate: a free, open source app that watches your driveway, your porch, your garage, entirely on hardware you already own. No cloud. No subscription. No footage anyone else can request.
It's built by Blake Blackshear, and it's been quietly becoming the go-to alternative for people who got tired of renting access to their own front door.
Here's the math Ring doesn't want you doing:
You: "How much is Ring Protect Pro?"
Ring: "$20 a month. $200 a year. Per house."
You: "What do I actually get for that?"
Ring: "Cloud storage. Also, we paid the FTC $5.8 million in 2023 after employees and contractors accessed customer videos without consent."
You: "What does Frigate cost?"
Frigate: "Nothing. It runs locally. Your footage never leaves your house."
Ring sells you the camera. Then rents you access to your own footage, every month, indefinitely.
Frigate just gives it to you.
100% open source (MIT license).
100% local.
100% yours.
The smart camera industry bet you'd keep paying rent on hardware you already bought.
Free, local alternatives are quietly proving that bet wrong.
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Replying to @FlowerGirl_2115 @Jake11901221
Statists don’t realize that when they pretend that someone else is entitled to someone else’s labor, or that someone can control someone else’s body, they ARE advocating slavery. If that reality bothers you, stop embracing slavery.
Remember God retweeted
Whoopi Goldberg just used Lindsay Clancy to argue women aren’t the same as men.
I had to jump in
Whoopi LET IT SLIP That Women Aren’t the Same as Men.. Then Got CAUGHT
Discussing the Lindsay Clancy mistrial, Whoopi Goldberg argued that women’s bodies still aren’t understood... Satire but true.
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Six New York City firefighters survived the collapse of the North Tower because a 59-year-old bookkeeper could not walk any faster.
The ones who ran past her, faster, stronger, wearing lighter gear, are dead.
The ones who stopped for her are alive.
Her name was Josephine Harris. She was one week from her 60th birthday. She was a bookkeeper for the Port Authority. A few weeks earlier she had been hit by a car and was still walking with a limp.
On September 11, when the plane hit the North Tower, Josephine was on the 73rd floor.
She started down.
Alone. Injured. One step at a time. She got herself down more than fifty flights before her legs gave out.
Six firefighters of Ladder Company 6 out of Chinatown were doing the opposite. They were carrying 100 pounds of gear each, and climbing.
Their captain, Jay Jonas, had already turned to his men on the way in and told them the truth. "Firemen will die today." Nobody argued.
At the 27th floor, they felt the building shudder and heard a roar they did not understand. Somebody on the radio told them. The South Tower had just fallen. Their own building was next.
Jonas gave the order to go down. Now.
At the 20th floor, in the doorway of Stairwell B, they found Josephine standing there. Crying. Unable to move.
Firefighter Tommy Falco turned to his captain. Seven words.
"Cap. What do you want to do with her?"
Jonas said it later exactly the way he felt it in that second. Every fiber in his being was screaming to get out of the building. He knew, cold, that stopping was probably a death sentence for all of them.
He gave the order anyway.
"We take her."
Bill Butler and Tommy Falco each took an arm. Sal D'Agostino and Mike Meldrum went ahead to clear the way. Jonas and Matt Komorowski moved in behind.
The descent was agonizing. Josephine's legs kept collapsing under her. Other people passed them on the stairs, moving fast, telling them to get out. Firefighters passed them. Civilians passed them. Everyone was faster than Josephine.
Almost none of those faster people made it out.
At the 4th floor, Josephine dropped to the ground. She could not go on.
"Leave me," she said. "I'm okay. Just leave me."
They said no.
Butler tried to lift her. Jonas ran off the stairwell into the 4th floor to search for a chair, anything with wheels, anything they could use to carry her. There was nothing.
He turned around and walked back toward the stairs.
And then, at 10:28 a.m., the North Tower started to fall.
A hundred and ten stories of steel and concrete came down on top of them. Jonas saw the ceiling collapse. He heard the roar. He heard Josephine screaming.
Then, nothing.
They were buried.
The building had crushed itself flat everywhere around them. But the tiny section of Stairwell B where those men had stopped for a woman who could not walk, held. It did not fall.
They were the only people found alive in any stairwell of the North Tower.
Fourteen human beings survived inside the collapsed tower. Almost all of them were in that pocket, standing where they were because of Josephine's pace.
There were others. A Port Authority K-9 officer named David Lim who had gone up to help. Members of Engine 39. A chief who lost his life on the radio calling for help.
In the dark, buried, one of them got a radio through. Jonas gave his coordinates. "Ladder 6, Tower One, Stairwell B."
The voice that came back was his old friend Cliff.
"Captain Jay Jonas, this is Cliff. We're coming for you, brother. We're coming for you."
Firefighters who spend their careers on the giving end of that promise are not used to being on the receiving end. Jonas would later say he chokes up just repeating it.
For three and a half hours they clawed at concrete. Then a shaft of sunlight cut through the dust. The sun.
They climbed out.
All six firefighters. Josephine. David Lim. Fourteen people in total. Not one of them with life-threatening injuries. Buried under a hundred stories of building, and every one of them walked away.
Meanwhile, everyone who had rushed past them on those stairs was gone.
The firefighters started calling Josephine their guardian angel. They meant it literally.
They had a green firehouse jacket embroidered for her.
"Josephine, Our Guardian Angel."
Sal D'Agostino later explained it in one sentence.
"Without us, Josephine would not have made it. And we feel without Josephine, we would have died."
One of them named his firstborn child after her.
The baby was born nine pounds, eleven ounces. 9/11.
They meant that literally too.
Josephine died in 2011 of a heart attack in her Bushwick home. She was 69. Nothing to do with the towers. She had lived a full ten years that she should not have had.
The six men who saved her carried her coffin.
Two weeks ago, on September 1, 2026, Josephine's sister walked into that Chinatown firehouse holding the green jacket. The family had kept it fifteen years.
She handed it back to Ladder 6.
Sal D'Agostino was there. So was retired Deputy Chief Jay Jonas. And Bill Butler. And Matt Komorowski. And the others.
Same men. Older. Gray now.
They put the jacket in a frame. It will hang in the firehouse forever.
Every new generation of Ladder 6 will walk past those five embroidered words.
Josephine, Our Guardian Angel.
The fastest people in the stairwell died.
The slowest woman in the stairwell saved six firefighters, and she did it by not being able to walk. 🇺🇸
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