Oltre 100mila soldati alle esercitazioni militari russo-bielorusse 'Zapad'
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Copland, Tower, a Lee and a Puts world premieres and Strauss from St.Louis - Schedule // - www.worldconcerthall.com
Joyce DiDonato, mezzo-soprano, Members of the St. Louis Symphony Chorus and the St. Louis Symphony conducted by Stéphane Denève perform: COPLAND: Fanfare for the Common Man. Joan TOWER: Fanfare for the Uncommon Woman No. ...www.worldconcerthall.com
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I want to get to know more #Portland people.
I love this city, but I know so few of you.
I struggle to initiate or even take up general open invitations. So um... Hi. Get to know me? I am friend shaped.
(Portland Oregon, btw)
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Prompt: The American Orange Catastrophe, Donald Trump as an evil horror clown, dada, dark surrealism, nightmare, totalitarian propaganda, fascism, mixed media, collage
#aiart #antiart #degenerativeart #elektrodada
Das Bild zeigt ein schwarz-weißes Porträt eines älteren Mannes mit einem markanten Haarschnitt und einem auffälligen Kragen. Der Mann hat graues, welliges Haar, das nach hinten gekämmt ist. Sein Gesicht ist von Falten und Spuren gezeichnet, was auf Alter hinweist. Der Kragen ist groß und rüschig, typisch für die Mode des 17. Jahrhunderts. Der Hintergrund ist dunkel und schlicht, wodurch der Fokus auf dem Gesicht und dem Kragen des Mannes liegt. Die detaillierte Zeichnung betont die Textur des Haars und des Kragens, was dem Bild eine künstlerische Tiefe verleiht.
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Das Bild zeigt eine Darstellung eines Künstlers in einem Clown-Make-up, der eine Mischung aus einem klassischen Clown und einem Politiker darstellt. Der Clown hat rotes Haar, weißes Gesicht mit roten und blauen Augenbrauen, einen roten Nase und ein breites, unheimliches Grinsen mit goldenen Zähnen. Er trägt einen dunklen Anzug mit einem roten Krawatten. Der Hintergrund besteht aus orangefarbenen und blauen Strahlen, die von einem zentralen Punkt aus ragen, was eine dynamische und auffällige Atmosphäre schafft. Die Farben und die Art der Darstellung verleihen dem Bild eine surreale und künstlerische Qualität.
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Das Bild zeigt eine stilisierte Darstellung einer Person in einem Anzug mit einem roten Krawatten und einem amerikanischen Flaggenpin auf der Brust. Der Hintergrund ist ein abstraktes, grunge-artiges Design, das die Farben der amerikanischen Flagge – Rot, Weiß und Blau – enthält, mit sichtbaren Pinselstrichen und Flecken, die eine gewisse Brutalität vermitteln. Die Person ist in Schwarz-Weiß dargestellt, was den Kontrast zu den leuchtenden Farben des Hintergrunds verstärkt. Die Gesamtkomposition vermittelt eine starke, politische Botschaft, die durch die Verwendung der amerikanischen Flagge und die dramatische Hintergrundgestaltung unterstrichen wird.
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Das Bild zeigt eine stilisierte Darstellung einer Person in einem dunkelblauen Anzug mit einem roten Krawatten und einem weißen Hemd. Die Person trägt zwei Sonnenblumen an den Revers des Anzugs. Der Hintergrund ist ein abgenutztes amerikanisches Flaggenmuster, das eine rauhe, abgenutzte Textur aufweist. Die Person hat orange gefärbtes Haar, das wild und unordentlich wirkt, und trägt eine groteske, breite, weiße Lächelung mit scharfen Zähnen, die an eine Clownsmaske erinnert. Die Gesichtszüge sind übertrieben und haben eine unheimliche Ausstrahlung. Die Farben sind stark und kontrastreich, mit roten, blauen und orangen Tönen, die die dramatische und unheimliche Atmosphäre verstärken.
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Is that a terrorist caravan?
Nope, just a slow train passing through Cathedral Park in St. John's, North #Portland.
#PDX #WarRavagedPortland #TrumpLies #Cascadia
Daylen Lile’s September to remember continues for Nationals
https://www.washingtonpost.com/sports/2025/09/27/nationals-white-sox-daylen-lile/?utm_source=flipboard&utm_medium=activitypub
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Trump's H-1B visa crackdown could cut US jobs instead of creating them businessinsider.com/us-employe…
US employers could offshore jobs rather than paying H-1B visa fees
Higher H-1B visa costs might not boost hiring in the US, as companies might turn to workers abroad.Tim Paradis (Business Insider)
Trump to Meet Congressional Leaders Monday as US Shutdown Nears
https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2025-09-28/trump-to-meet-congressional-leaders-monday-as-us-shutdown-nears?utm_source=flipboard&utm_medium=activitypub
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Collegio 15: unire gli interessi della Toscana costiera
Una conferenza promossa dal Circolo Culturale Filippo Mazzei per perseguire uno sviluppo della macro area, corrispondente a quella che era la Circoscrizione 15, che vada di pari passo e che faccia gli interessi di tutti i territori coinvolti.
H. P. Lovecraft Locations in Providence
Actual locations in Providence that H.P. Lovecraft used as settings for his fiction.Bob's Pages of Travel, Linux, Cybersecurity, and More
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Portland, Oregon, this 27th day of September, Anno Domini 2025
My Dearest Winnie,
Read this by candle or cold brew, and know that if irony were a currency, this missive alone would bankrupt the world. I write you from the smoldering, raucous theatre of absurdity that was once called downtown, for yesterday the orange impresario himself rode forth with his ragged coterie, and Providence saw fit to turn the whole affair into a comedy so perfect it will be quoted by drunk philosophers for generations.
They came in formation, a ragtag parade of bluster and bad toupees, flanked by Rudy with his permanent squint, Steve with his grievance, Bannon with a wild grin, Pam with her practiced smile, Kash with all the misplaced confidence of a man who once trusted his gut, Pete with an unnatural fondness for stunt uniforms, and a congress of lesser clowns—men and women assembled from cable news, rancid think tanks, and the desperate corners of the internet. Trump took command atop an olive-drab Humvee, his face a living billboard of insult and hunger. He raised his hand, and the assembled MAGA legion roared like a carnival of used-car salesmen.
They had plans, Winnie. They unfurled maps, they argued tactics, they debated whether to charge the city or merely tweet it into submission. They deployed the usual props—armored vehicles painted with inexplicable slogans, an enormous banner that read MAKE PORTLAND NORMAL AGAIN, a portable microphone that echoed his bravado into the mist. They expected fear, surrender, perhaps even a baying of permitless fury. They expected to be taken seriously.
What Portland gave them was wrath wrapped in irony, a tactical response of mockery and artful weirdness. The first volley came not from a baton but from a chorus of brass bands, their players mounted on food carts, playing dissonant polkas until the generals’ heads swam. Then came the poets, three deep, chanting alternately in rhyme and profanity, making the men in fatigues blush with shame. A phalanx of cyclists, moustaches waxed, man buns immaculate, formed a rolling barricade, their spokes glittering like a thousand tiny swords. A flotilla of donated houseplants, each labeled with a passive-aggressive note, blocked an avenue until the generals consulted a florist.
Rudy proposed a flank, and immediately a squad of knitting grandmothers confronted him with needles poised, their eyes colder than any tribunal. Bannon attempted a firebrand speech, and a flock of drag performers answered with a synchronized lip-sync so savage that several aides fainted from aesthetic confusion. Pam sought to command respect by distributing glossy pamphlets; they dissolved under the light drizzle into confetti that the children swept into the mouths of marching toddlers. Kash, ever certain in his own narrative, advanced with an air of menace, only to be waylaid by a spontaneous improv troupe that convinced him he was a supporting actor in an avant-garde play about risk management. He wept on cue, then apologized to everyone for being him.
Trump attempted to restore order by ordering a charge, and for a glorious minute the scene looked as if history itself might be consulted. They advanced, flags snapping, rhetoric rehearsed, boots marching with terrible rhythm. The crowd parted, and from the parted crowd emerged the weapon no general could have foreseen: satire, precise as a blade, merciless as winter. Someone unfurled a banner reading WOLVERINES FOR PEACE, and the line paused, uncertain whether to be insulted or recruited. A barista climbed atop a dumpster and read aloud a scathing Yelp review of their coiffures. A dozen scooters—painted florescent—scooted forward in formation, clipping heels, and sending the march into a tangle of cords and broken dignity.
The pitched battle devolved into theatre, and theatre is Portland’s home field. The MAGA column found itself pelted not with rocks, but with artisanal bagels, each smeared with righteous schmear. They were hosed not with water, but with cold brew, a caffeinated baptism. Their armored Humvee became a canvas for a group of performance artists who glued postcards, plant tags, and manifestos to its flanks until it resembled a very bad museum exhibit. One lieutenant, in a moment of existential surrender, was compelled to join a flash mob that taught him how to vogue. He did it badly, but with commendable commitment.
By noon their morale had curdled. They tried to regroup at the central plaza, only to be greeted by a coalition of satirists who projected fake news onto the side of City Hall, each headline more ludicrous than the last. Bannon tried to retort with a screed, and a chorus of middle schoolers responded, chanting, “You’re canceled, sir, you’re canceled.” It was devastating. Their speeches became the butt of jokes whispered into phones and then amplified into the sky like a thousand tiny sirens.
At last, defeated not by force but by a civilization’s sense of humor, they retreated—hobbling, confused, and astoundingly coiffed. Trump mounted his Humvee, looked back with the defiant squint of a man who will not accept ridicule, and declared the day a “strategic redeployment.” The crowd responded with a chorus of laughter, the sound of which rolled through the streets like thunder and left the generals staring at one another in a new and terrible silence. They had been mocked, jeered, and cartooned into irrelevance, their threats rendered into memes before their boots cooled.
Winnie, there was pathetic grandeur to their failure. They fell not like warriors, but like men who had been invited on stage for a roast and then could not find the exit. Their policy papers were replaced by zines. Their proclamations were sung in falsetto by a brass trio. Their last act was to try to reclaim dignity by posing for a photograph, and the only photograph that remains is one in which a pigeon defecated on the brim of a chief’s hat. History will not remember them as conquerors, but as the evening’s entertainment.
And us, beloved, we carried on. We tended to the injured, mostly scraped egos and ruined hair, we organized an impromptu potluck of apologies and kombucha, and we painted a mural along the fence that read KEEP IT WEIRD, KEEP IT WILD, KEEP THE HUMOR SHARP. The city smelled of incense, victory, and the faint perfume of reformulated bravado.
When the dust settled and the last tweet was archived into the great heap of bad ideas, I walked the avenue and thought of you. How small these men seem when stripped of pretense, how enormous the city feels when it refuses to bow. If ever there is a ledger of brave, strange acts, let them write that Portland laughed them off the field, that wit triumphed over bluster, that irony was not merely a costume but a shield, and that we, who love this place for its delicious oddity, stood fast.
Return to me soon, and bring a scarf, for the nights grow cooler, and the city always smells of possibility. If the generals return, let them bring stronger slogans, and perhaps some humility. Until then, I remain your faithful, ridiculous, and utterly in love correspondent,
Ever yours,
Major Hugo “Manbun” Reynolds, Stumptown Volunteers
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picture a day: sep 27
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#photography #blog #cats #faceplant #Caturday
picture a day: sep 27
Paying the Caturday tax today. 😺 Here we have Sprite faceplanting against my leg, but he's giving a bonus "poof head", what we call it when the fur on the back of his head is all poofed out for whatever reason (excitement, grouchiness, defensive…Cheryl Lindo Jones (CJ's Wunderkammer)
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„Einer für alle!“ – „Alle für einen!“
Auch wenn sich die Welt von Jahr zu Jahr immer schneller zu drehen scheint und wir immer größere Teile unserer Geschichte verlieren, so wird doch immer dort, wo sich ein paar Knaben mit hochrotem Kopf und ein paar Stöcken gegenüberstehen, dieser Ruf schmetternd wie ein Fanfarenstoß durch die Jahrhunderte gellen. Weiter auf dem Leiermann-Blog.
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#Kultur #Spielen #Blog #Blogging #DerLeiermann
Der Musketier - Blog - Der Leiermann
Der Musketier. Das Leben des D´Artagnan. Und immer wieder wird sich der Musketier des Königs aus dem Staub erheben ........Leiermann (Blog - Der Leiermann)
We recently expanded our walks and my poor girl and her little legs sleep all morning when we get back.
These photos are all about an hour apart.
#dachshund #dogs #dogsofmastodon
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Here's an example of the messed-up English prose that results when people use plural pronouns for individuals: They said if they had the opportunity to use their correct pronouns, it would “feel like the first time” they could “properly breathe out” since they had started working at
Teacher takes legal action against Melbourne Catholic school group over refusal of pronouns
State and federal anti-discrimination laws on collision course as Sacred Heart Girls College in Oakleigh refuses to recognise Myka Sanders’ gender identityCait Kelly (The Guardian)
Nein zur Migration von #Scharia - #Muslimen und #Islamisten!
Weil wir im Westen leben wollen und nicht im Nahen Osten!
Das Problem besteht darin, dass #Mohammedaner keinerlei Gnade empfinden, wenn etwas in den Augen ihres #Imams oder Ältestenrates als #haram gilt.
In einer funktionierenden Gesellschaft passen sich die Gäste dem Gastgeber an.
In #Deutschland passt sich die Gesellschaft den Gästen an und verzichtet auf seine #Kultur.
#Islamismus #Gruppenvergewaltigungen #Messermorde #Brandmauertote #Islam #Brandmaueropfer #Massenvergewaltigungen
#Islam #Moslem #Islamisten #Migration #Dschihad #Dschihadisten #Dschihadistinnen
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La Rai rinvia «No Other Land»: il dietrofront sulla messa in onda del documentario prevista per il 7 ottobre. Spunta l’ombra di una “telefonata politica”
https://www.open.online/2025/09/27/rai-rinvia-no-other-land-7-ottobre-telefonata-politica/?utm_source=flipboard&utm_medium=activitypub
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La Rai rinvia «No Other Land»: il dietrofront sulla messa in onda del documentario prevista per il 7 ottobre. Spunta l’ombra di una “telefonata politica”
Secondo quanto trapela da Viale Mazzini, la decisione sarebbe arrivata dopo una telefonata di natura politica, che avrebbe “suggerito” il rinvio. Molti dipendenti parlano apertamente di censuraCecilia Dardana (Open)
La Global Sumud Flotilla e gli attivisti che lasciano la missione: «Si rischia una risposta violenta»
https://www.open.online/2025/09/27/global-sumud-flotilla-liti-risposta-israele/?utm_source=flipboard&utm_medium=activitypub
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La Global Sumud Flotilla e gli attivisti che lasciano la missione: «Si rischia una risposta violenta»
Le liti a cinque giorni dall'arrivo a Gaza. La portavoce italiana torna a Roma. Per trattare una mediazione. I parlamentari sulle navi e l'ipotesi di sbarco a Cipro. Intanto il governo valuta la zona cuscinettoAlessandro D’Amato (Open)
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