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Javier Palomarez, thank you for your service! Believe me, I understand why you quit. I wish you hadn't, but I understand. Sometimes, with a multitude of issues going on, you don’t choose the right people. That's what happened when I chose Jeff Sessions. Big mistake! You can make a mistake in deals, and you work it out. When you're President, you make a mistake, there is nothing to work out. You know it's trouble. It could be big trouble. Trouble for lots of people, potentially. Picking Sessions was my biggest mistake. I had no idea he would recuse himself from the Russia investigation. Sessions should have never recused himself, and if he was going to recuse himself, he should have told me before he took the job, and I would have picked somebody else. And I had no idea he would cancel DACA. He did it behind my back. And he laughed about it. He thinks it's funny. It's not funny. Believe me, it's a big problem. For our fine young people. Our wonderful, wonderful dreamers. Our young illegals, thousands of people. And maybe a problem for our economy. Which Congress can fix. Which I'm counting on Congress to fix. Believe me, I do not favor punishing children, most of whom are now adults, for the actions of their parents. I'd love to fire Jeff Sessions, but my hands are tied. My hands are too big. And if I fired Sessions, it could blow up in my face. Because of the Russia thing. Javier, you did a terrific, terrific job at the National Diversity Coalition for Trump. I never forget my minority voters. Without the minority vote, I wouldn't have been elected. I never, never forget that. And I'll never forget your service. Good job!

Looking for this article about high dynamic range:

Netflix confirms HDR compatibility with Samsung Galaxy Note 8 and LG V30

Found this article with some nice historical and technical details:

Believe the Hype: HDR Is the Real Deal

HDR seems like a bigger deal than 4K for games with moody atmospherics or stealth mechanisms, as well as certain films. I doubt it will die and recede into the background like 3D did.

I'm usually not much of a writer, but by a strange and incredible turn of fate, I have a lot of time on my hands now.

Just the other day, my boss (a petite brunette with perky breasts and a great ass) called me in to her office, telling me she wanted to have a discussion. I knew what that meant, since she was always walking by my desk shaking that sweet ass in front of me. especially after the look of lust she gave me the day before when I slapped it as she walked by.

So finally, after three weeks, I was finally going to get a taste of of that hot bitch!

I went into her office, closed the door and drew the venetian blinds that looked out into the bullpen where us peons sat.

She looked up and said, "Please sit down. I hope you don't mind if I record our interaction." Sweet! Now she wants to make porn with me, I started getting quite sexually aroused as she started the webcam.

I said, "You look so hot today baby! I've been looking forward to this from the moment I met you, you sexy little ho!"

She replied, "I understand. It's was inevitable, almost from the day you started working here. And finally the moment has come."

I got up and started opening my pants. She slid back from her desk as I dropped my pants and began pulling down my underwear. "I've been wanting to get between those sexy legs so bad!" I said, starting to breathe heavily.

She stopped me by saying, "This isn't the right place for this."

I agreed, "Let's go into the ladies room so I can bend you over the sink, you sexy slut!"

My boss had other ideas. She said, "I've reserved a conference room for us, so put your pants back on and let's go."

That sexy bitch didn't have to ask twice! The image of her spread-eagled on the conference table was making me so hot!

We exited her office and walked down the hall toward the large conference room adjacent to the HR department. I checked my phone to make sure I had enough free space to video the "coming" encounter, just like she wanted.

We entered the conference room and I was surprised to see two burly security guards already there. I said, "Wow, honey! All three of us at once? You do love the cock, don't you?"

My boss paled a little. Obviously, all her blood was going to her loins, in expectation of the fun to come.

"We're just waiting on Leslie now," my boss said, referring to the head of HR. Today really was my lucky day! I was going to get to fuck both of those hot babes!

"Woo-hoo!" I exclaimed as Leslie walked in, looking sexier than ever. I started unbuttoning my shirt, when the security guards grabbed me and forced me into a chair at one end of the conference table and stood over me.

I said, "Ooh! bondage games! I love those! let's see those sweet pussies, girls!"

The women sat down at the other end of the table and then the meeting took a turn I never expected.

As I said, I have a lot of time on my hands now. Which is good, because both of those hot bitches are definitely going to call me soon!

Amateur writers, but some of them are pretty good. I thought I'd share this humorous take on airline safety with everyone. Visit http://dailysciencefiction.com for more!

On second thought - the story loses formatting when I c/p it. Looks like crap, and I'm not bright enough to fix it. Direct link to story - http://dailysciencefiction.com/hither-and-yon/humor/oliver-buckram/darkening-skies

Enjoy!!

Sebastian Gorka, you're fired! You say you quit, you didn't quit. You quit because you were fired. And you were fired because you're a bigot. You hate Jews, you hate Muslims. Disgraceful! You're a disgrace to your race. And to the Nazi movement. You're not a Nazi, you're a fake Nazi. Wearing your father's pin doesn't make you a Nazi. No matter how much you wish it did. No color, no religion, no nationality should come between us, we are all children of God. Mother Teresa said that, and it's my watchword. Which I've always, always lived by. There's no room for bigotry in my administration. Stay away from me. And from my daughters. #ProTrump45

All-righty - I have just nominated myself for a smart ass award with my post here - https://soylentnews.org/~FakeBeldin/journal/2592?&noupdate=1#comment_560273

And, it crosses my mind that a lot of folks here probably use multi-meters from time to time. I wonder how many of you might be using a ten dollar meter, from the bargain bin, at your local auto parts store? Maybe I can convince some of you to upgrade . . .

Like many of you, my first meters were cheap. As an apprentice or a helper, money is tight, so you're not willing to waste money on an expensive meter. But, those cheap meters can cost your life!!

Check the fuse in your multimeter. Is it a glass fuse? Most are, and if that thing is ever hit by a real high energy surge, it will become a plasma grenade, right there, in your hand! Check this PDF http://support.fluke.com/find-sales/Download/Asset/2041429_6001_ENG_A_W.PDF

Personally, my money goes to Fluke. Don't take that as a super-strong endorsement, it's just what I've settled on. There are other companies that make good, safe, quality meters, but my first decent quality meter was a Fluke 77 original. Not a Series II through Series IV, but an original Fluke 77 without a Series designator. Today, I'm very happy with the Fluke 179 - it feels right, it's reliable, and it's like a Timex - takes a licking and keeps on ticking.

If you read that PDF above, you may feel safe using your cheap multimeter, because you never get into Cat III or Cat IV. There's not enough energy to be really hazardous, you say. Hmmmm. Maybe. And, maybe not. Watch some crazy Aussies blowing shit up, then analyzing the results - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-FZP1U2dkM

I just want to make everyone aware that those ten to fifty dollar meters are a safety hazard. Make your own mind up. Maybe you don't need all the features that I need - all of which adds to the cost. But, whatever you do, you most likely need all the safety that I need. You probably enjoy the use of both of your hands, as well as both of your eyes! Just think about it . . .

Americans #PlanAhead, #winning big league against #Harvey! We have an all out effort going, and going well! So far, so good! Experts are calling #Harvey a once in 6000 year flood! They've never seen one like this! #WOW! But no match for the most resilient nation on Earth! #USA pic.twitter.com/tpXmOK70ug #TrumpTV #RepealThe22nd #RepealThe25th

Boy Scouts 'Exploring' Co-Ed Programming Provokes Girl Scout Ire

Girl Scouts Accuse Boy Scouts of Recruiting Girls, Souring Century-Old Friendship

Editorial: On their honor, the Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts should settle their boundary issues

Parents, Don’t Let Your Girls Join the Boy Scouts

Lots Of Girls Want To Join The Boy Scouts. What's The Problem With That?

I can sense film scripts being written about this.

Space travel is dangerous. We all know it. How did the old joke go? NASA == Need Another Seven Astronauts.

One of the big issues that space agencies have with manned space flight is getting folks to the target, perform whatever tasks (e.g., search for evidence of life on Mars, explore the oceans of Europa, build a temporary moon base on the surface and survey for lava tubes, water ice and other resources for a permanent base, perform geological surveys of asteroids, etc., etc., etc.) are required and returning those same folks safely back to Earth.

But what if we took a different angle and weren't so concerned about returning people safely? We could send older folks, those with terminal diseases, those with spinal cord injuries (who needs to walk in micro-gravity?) and those who just want the glory and adventure of advancing human knowledge and helping to make humans a space-faring race.

I'm 50 and in relatively good health. I don't want to die, nor do I want to throw away my life, but I'd jump at the chance to go to Mars, the moon, the asteroid belt or the Jovian satellites, even knowing it was a one-way trip.

Given that even Martian gravity is just 38% that of Earth and anywhere else we might go is much less than that, physical strength isn't so important. A space-farer would just need to be healthy enough to survive the acceleration (~3Gs) to get into orbit. After that, acceleration to reach other points in the solar system (given current technologies) would be much, much less.

So I'm going to set up a straw man for argument's sake and ask if you soylentils feel as I do, or are you just cowardly pussies who care nothing for adventure and advancing the knowledge and reach of the human race?

I, for one, would welcome the opportunity to die doing so.

Daniel Kammen, you are a schlemiel, a shmuck, a schmoe, and a #TOTALLOSER! But I have to say, you were smart to quit. That was a smart move. Because I would have loved to fire you. I promised my hard-working coal miners I'd bring back their jobs. In Youngstown, Ohio. In Detroit, Michigan. And in Pittsburgh, Pa. And getting out of the Paris agreement, which we all know is farcical, is a big part of that. I'm keeping my promises. And neither you, nor anyone else, will stand in my way. Screw Paris, screw your VERY CHILDISH hidden messages, and above all screw you. With a rusty pitchfork. Never darken my door again, you're dead to me. #JOBS