“What goes around…” https://t.co/8KMkyABf0U

— Larry Elder (@larryelder) August 22, 2025

John Bolton Eludes FBI By Blending Into A Herd Of Walruses https://t.co/DhJ6GWfJ63 via @TheBabylonBee

— David Zincavage (@DZincavage) August 22, 2025

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The man on the left had his home rated at 6 am because he did something wrong. The man on the right had his home raided at 6 am because he didn't. Karma is bitch. pic.twitter.com/V5Ir7yCanR

— Roger Stone (@RogerJStoneJr) August 22, 2025

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The Biden Administration raided the homes of Rudolph Giuliani and former President Donald Trump as well Roger Stone’s. This kind of targeting of political opponents is a standard behavior pattern of corrupt dictatorships.

The Trump Administration indulging in this kind of thing, hopefully, is intended to teach the democrats this inadvisability of entering into this kind of dangerous ground. Let’s hope they learn that what goes around also comes around.

Yes, I know, my Yale classmate John Bolton is not actually an official democrat, but he is clearly a Never Trump fanatic and currently their ally. Presumably, Kash Patel thinks Bolton was leaking classified stuff to the establishment media with the intent of politically damaging Trump. If he’s right, I think that was a pretty low thing for JB to have been doing, and my sympathy is slight. If Bolton is not really guilty, then Patel should be sacked.

In any case, once a few examples have been made and the message has been sent, then a concordat with the enemy should be made to stop this kind of thing permanently and completely.

Fun fact: the Obama Library will hold no books, papers, or presidential documents of any kind. All of it has been digitized and will only be accessible on some computer.

In other words, the entire thing could have been replaced with a USB drive. https://t.co/9pfixB3eE8

— Peachy Keenan (@KeenanPeachy) August 20, 2025

What on earth is all that space for then?

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And the neighbors don’t like it one bit.

Fox News:

Chicago community leaders and longtime residents say the Obama Presidential Center risks washing away the neighborhood’s fabric, warning that proposed luxury developments tied to the project could price out families who have long called the South Side home, according to a report.

They also say the sprawling 19.3-acre site in historic Jackson Park, with its 225-foot-tall concrete museum, has become an eyesore that disrupts the natural landscape and all locals are getting in return for the unsightly structure is soaring rents and higher tax bills.

“This is a monument to one man’s ego,” Steve Cortes, a longtime Chicagoan and former advisor to President Donald Trump, told the Daily Mail. “Look at the Reagan Library. It’s beautiful. This? There are almost no windows. What are they hiding? And this Brutalist cement look in a city known for its incredible architecture.”

RTWT

All the thing needs is a huge Eye of Sauron on top!

39 pounds 2 ounces!

Outdoor Life:

For Australian angler Paul Rahman, fishing all night and casting through the cold is part of the game when hunting for trophy-sized brown trout in New Zealand. At least that’s how Rahman caught his new world-record brown on the South Island this April. The beast of a trout weighed 39 pounds 2 ounces, and it was recently accepted by the International Game Fish Association as the new line-class world record in the 8-pound category.

Rahman caught the record brown from the Ohau Canal in Twizel. It’s part of a unique system of hydropower canals fed by glacial lakes, and most of the canals have salmon farms along them. This combination of cold, oxygenated water and salmon feed drifting in from the farms produces some of the largest trout on the planet.

RTWT

A 34-year-old Branson man, who identified as a 2023 Ford F-250 pickup truck, died Wednesday night after being struck by a semi-truck on Highway 65. The man, known as “Mack,” was reportedly mimicking vehicle movements on the roadway at around 9:15 p.m. when the collision occurred. The semi-truck driver was uninjured, and no charges are expected.

Mack had gained attention for his “trans-vehicle identity,” often wearing truck-themed clothing and full vehicle gear. The Missouri Highway Patrol is investigating and urges witnesses to call their office. A vigil is planned for Saturday.

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NBC News:

A Chinese warship crashed into one of its own country’s coast guard vessels as it chased a patrol boat belonging to the Philippines, officials in Manila said Monday, after the latest territorial dispute in the South China Sea.

The ships dramatically collided near the Scarborough Shoal, a contested island, as the Filipino vessel was delivering fuel and supplies to more than 30 fishing boats, the country’s coast guard said in a statement Monday.

Several videos posted on X by Jay Tarriela, a spokesperson for the Philippines coast guard, showed the Chinese ships on both sides of its coast guard vessel, traveling at quite a pace. In one of the videos, a warship bearing the number 164 comes very close to the Filipino ship’s port side. …

Although the Chinese coast guard vessel tries to turn, it appears to smash into the port side of its own country’s warship as the Filipino boat sails away.

It is unclear from the video how much damage was done or whether anyone on the Chinese ships was injured.

CNN:

A US airman has been charged with obstruction of justice and involuntary manslaughter in connection with a fatal firearm discharge at an Air Force base in July, which resulted in the death of a 21-year-old service member.

The on-duty incident, which killed Airman Brayden Lovan, occurred in the early morning hours of July 20 at F.E. Warren Air Force Base in Wyoming. Few details have been provided about the firearm discharge, though the Air Force said at the time that it was under investigation and out of abundance of caution security forces were conducting “100% inspections of the M18 handguns to identify immediate safety concerns.”

An Air Force spokesperson said in a statement on Friday that the investigation “has progressed and an individual has now been arrested on suspicion of making a false official statement, obstruction of justice, and involuntary manslaughter.”

“As with all individuals accused of a crime, the person arrested in this case is presumed to be innocent until proven guilty in a court of law,” the spokesperson said. “The investigation in this case is ongoing and further details are not available.”

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Original story.

“A gentleman will be wearing tweeds weathered to the same consistency as the suit of armour his ancestor wore at Agincourt.”

The twelfth of August, known as the Glorious Twelfth, as the first day of grouse hunting season was established by the Scotch Game Act of 1773.

In honor of which, and in order to keep it in print, NYM is republishing, Gerald Warner’s 11 August 2008 Telegraph essay, “Better to kill a fellow gun than wing a beater.”

This week sees a significant date in the British sporting calendar — and it has nothing to do with the Olympics. The Twelfth will inaugurate the grouse-shooting season, though it also becomes legal to take a pot at snipe and ptarmigan if that is your bag. For dedicated sportsmen, the driven grouse, flying high, is the quarry of choice.

Grouse shooting is still conducted on some scale, despite the problems that have afflicted it in recent years. There are 746 upland properties in Britain, covering nine million acres, that shoot grouse and 459 of them are grouse moors. The sport supports the employment of 700 grouse keepers and represents 12 per cent of total United Kingdom shooting provision, which contributes £1.6 billion to the economy.

So we are talking about a significant economic activity. That, however, is not the atmosphere on the moors, among the participants in a sport that, second only to hunting, is the essence of Britain (one feels compelled to eschew Gordon Brown’s horrid, synthetic neologism “Britishness”). The heather is in bloom and there is a feeling of keen anticipation. Of course, the shooting will actually be better in a month’s time, when the birds have been fully nourished and matured, but the Twelfth has a ritual significance that cannot be gainsaid.

This is still rather a smart sport: even the grouse has a double-barrelled name: Lagopus lagopus scoticus. There is a correspondingly acute awareness of social nuances among the guns themselves. A novice kitted out in brand-new knickerbockers and deerstalker might as well wear one of those conference badges saying “Hedge fund manager”. A gentleman will be wearing tweeds weathered to the same consistency as the suit of armour his ancestor wore at Agincourt.

If he has been obliged to replace his Barbour since last season, he may take the precaution of driving his tractor over it several times. Nor should the olfactory sense be neglected: if you cannot out-stink the wet gun-dogs, your bona fides may be suspect. It should be noted, too, that protocol dictates that shooting another gun dead is an unfortunate accident; winging a beater or, worse, a keeper is unforgivable.

It is not necessarily ill-bred to shoot a human quarry: some of our best-born sportsmen had form. The Duke of Wellington was more lethal on the moor than on the battlefield. While visiting Lord Granville in 1823, he accidentally shot him in the face. When shooting at Lady Shelley’s, he hit one of her tenants who was hanging out her washing. “My lady, I’ve been hit!” moaned the victim. To which Lady Shelley replied: “You have endured a great honour today, Mary — you have the distinction of being shot by the Duke of Wellington.” More recently, Willie Whitelaw notoriously winged a keeper and simultaneously shot an old friend in the buttocks, after which he courteously gave up shooting.

Shooting, like hunting, has its distinctive humour and literature, including the cartoons of Mark Huskinson and books such as Douglas Sutherland’s The English Gentleman’s Good Shooting Guide. The classic works of fiction are surely JK Stanford’s chronicles of that veteran sporting gun Colonel the Hon George Hysteron-Proteron, known to fellow members of his club as “The Old Grouse-Cock”, whose game book ran to 20 volumes after he had shot “about 200,000 head”.

Such prolific slaughter would be condemned today. A common complaint is that roaring boys from the City are ruining shooting with their vulgar drive for extravagantly big bags. Over-shooting may be frowned on, but historically there are precedents that are far from plebeian. By the time the 2nd Earl of Malmesbury died in 1841, he had killed 10,744 partridges, 8,862 pheasants, 4,694 snipe and 1,080 woodcock — but no grouse: in Georgian times, it was wall-to-wall partridge. In accomplishing this record, he had fired more than four tons of cartridges.

In the succeeding generations the 6th Lord Walsingham shot 1,070 grouse in one day on Blubberhouse Moor in Yorkshire in 1888. He fired 1,510 cartridges during 20 drives and twice killed three birds with a single shot. In the following January, he shot the most varied bag ever recorded: 191 kills of 19 different species, ranging from 65 coots to a rat and a pike shot in shallow water. The seal of royal approval was given to large bags when George V downed more than 1,000 pheasants in one day in 1913.

The scale of events on Tuesday will be much more modest. Ticks, parasitic worms, floods and raptors have taken a heavy toll of the grouse. In Scotland, long regarded as the doyen of upland game terrain but plagued with problems, this season is predicted to be slightly better than last, but it is very patchy. Grouse stocks are reported to be up by somewhere between 20 per cent and 50 per cent in the Lammermuirs, but further north the ticks have done a lot of damage.

Yet the devotees will have their sport, rewarded for all their efforts by that heart-quickening moment when the sky first fills with the quarry. It is the timeless experience that, years ago, caused the Duke of Sutherland’s loader to exclaim excitedly: “Grace, Your Grouse!”

A more modern complement to the outdoor sport is the competition among restaurants to be the first to serve grouse on August 12. In 1997, this reached a new pitch of extravagance when the first birds shot on a Scottish moor were rushed to Heathrow and transported on Concorde to New York where, thanks to supersonic flight and the five-hour time difference, they were served to diners at the Restaurant Daniel the same day. A similar extravagance featured a courier parachuting into the grounds of a gourmet hotel to deliver grouse.

The Twelfth is a day for extravagance, nostalgia and enjoyment. Here’s to good sport for now, and the perpetuation of a great British rural tradition.

The British government is completely stupid on tech. They literally have no idea how any of this works.

The Online Safety Act should be viewed, and responded to by the American government, accordingly. https://t.co/BXE4M0ogwd

— Preston Byrne (@prestonjbyrne) August 12, 2025