Both of which were linked to by Our Man Concerned Citizen over at Western Rifle Shooters Association.

The first one to read is from Quinn over at The Burning Platform,

YOU DON’T NEED A WEATHERMAN TO KNOW WHICH WAY THE WIND BLOWS

He covers the current trajectory we are heading on, the machinations of The Deep State, how we have been fucked over by TPTB, the rich getting richer at our expense, the futility of the electoral system, how we are on track to a very bloody and horrific end of our current system etc. etc.

Very much a good read.

The second one is about the P.Diddy scandal and how it has already started taking a toll on various powerful people and goes on to explain how the unbelievably huge number of missing children are being used for Satanic ceremonies, sexual abuse and even cannibalism.

A Principality Falls in an Avalanche of Scum, Body Parts, and Anguish – Hollywood in Crisis

By Elizabeth Nickson

How young Pop Stars are fed into it and the abuse they endure on the road to getting famous.

Many many young Hollywood and Pop Star kids.

This scandal is going to link many of the same people currently sweating their names being connected to Epstein and expose even more. Many, many more.

The difference is these names are already being named unlike the Epstein scenario.

At first glance the two articles seem unconnected until you step back and look at the bigger picture. Then it all comes together as being absolutely connected.

This country is doomed as it exists right now.

There is going to be a very bloody conflict coming and nobody, is going to be ready for the scope of it all.

You can’t possibly hate the media enough.

It can buy votes obviously but there seems to be a small outbreak of common sense in this country.

YOUR POLICIES BITCH.

GTFO and STAY OUT.

The kid was too polite to say Lying Whore.

Like trying to diagnose a problem over the phone or talking to someone?

I’ve tried to do it literally hundreds of times.

I used to have to talk to the actual Automotive Engineers at Ford Motor Co. who designed their parts and electrical systems trying to fix crap over the phone that their service manuals couldn’t resolve.

This little story hits that nail right on the head.

Experience comes at a price.

Got up at O:Dark Thirty this morning as usual.

Did my Pre-Work routine, as usual.

Gathered up my shit and headed out the door. Just like every other work day for decades.

Got in the Big Red Truck, threw my lunchbox on the seat, slammed the door because the hinge pin bushings are shot and I have been too lazy to replace them, fumbled with the seat belt, fired it up and pulled out the headlight switch to head out.

Except no headlights.

WTF?

They worked fine yesterday all the way to work.

Fumbled around pulling and pushing the switch in and out and still nothing.

Get out and see the tail lights and front parking lights are on. Got back in and tried the High Beams. The headlights came on but only as long as I held the turn signal stalk back in the high beam position. They wouldn’t stay on unless I kept it pulled back against the spring.

Fuck me.

It’s fucking dark and it will be dark long after I get to work.

So I drove all the way in holding the turn signal stalk back.

Get to work, punch in and head to our little hidey hole we call The Shop.

Basically a corner of a huge warehouse fenced in with chain link, a bunch of shelves, desks, cabinets and a sliding door.

Get in the internet, get on Youtube and look up First Generation Dodge Truck, No Headlights.

Several videos appear and I start scrolling, looking to see if there are several with the same issue.

Most common is headlight switch.

I had to wait a couple hours for my local parts store to open. I start work at 6:30 in the morning.

They look it up and don’t have one in stock but they can have it by the afternoon run.

Stop in after work just in time for them to get it out of the truck, $31 and change.

Get home, open the hood and disconnect the battery and then start tearing the instrument cluster bezel off. Fought that sonofabitch for a good twenty minutes after I got all the screws out. It had a bunch of those damn clips around the bottom and I had to pry it out over the steering column without breaking it.

The switch is basically the same as the old Ford ones that I have changed dozens of over the years.

Fiddle fucked around trying to snake it out the bottom between the hood release and the E Brake release. Finally get it out, swap the new one in, re-insert the long triangular stem and knob so I can pull it on and go hook the battery up.

Bigger than shit, the headlights work again.

Fuck around putting it all back together and thanking Jesus that it wasn’t the fucking turn signal switch instead.

The whole time I am sweating my ass off in 90 degree heat but at the same time, thanking Jesus again because it’s supposed to go from 90 today to the low 60’s tomorrow with rain.

It was just plain strange that the old switch shit the bed without any warning what so ever but at least it was a fairly easy repair.