2022.01.24 16:54 danio13 Needed to share this epic win 😄
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2022.01.24 16:54 YellowMaverick AI generated hallucination with bible passages as input
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2022.01.24 16:54 StillaCentristin2021 Trump is losing to Trumpism
trump is Losing to his Own Strategy
It’s a tiny thing, by itself an unimportant thing almost certainly — but it’s one of those things that overlaps with other little things to suddenly have weight.
There was Donald Trump, filmed at a distance through some leafy plants decorating a common area at Mar-a-Lago, looking a bit put out. A few cajoling waves of his arms and his customers comply: A few seconds of applause, a couple of “Woo!” cheers, and Trump is satisfied. A double thumbs up, a little smile, and he departs.
Published by an anti-Trump Twitter account on Sunday, the vignette drew immediate comparisons to one of the more infamous moments of the 2016 Republican primary campaign. In early February of that year, former Florida governor Jeb Bush was at an event in New Hampshire, making his pitch. Once the front-runner, a favorite of the moderate Republican establishment, he’d been eclipsed by Trump in polling for months and was trailing the insurgent businessman in polling for the upcoming New Hampshire primary by a wide margin. When one of the lines of his stump speech failed to draw an enthusiastic response, he made a semi-annoyed, semi-joking request of the audience: “Please clap.”
That was it. I mean, that’s not why he lost New Hampshire and then dropped out of the race. He was already losing in the state, and his campaign’s presence there was dreary. But that moment came to symbolize the completion of his collapse. Here was the guy once thought to be a juggernaut, polling in the single digits nationally and asking the people who’d shown up to a rally to at least have the generosity of spirit to applaud. It was an encapsulation of how things had gotten away from him.
Which is why, in this moment, that little snippet of Trump making the same request hits differently.
More at the link at the top of this topic....
trump is losing at his own game...time to quit, take your ball and go home....
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2022.01.24 16:54 PremiumForAll ⭐️ Demi Rose
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2022.01.24 16:54 bobsmith808 For Clarification: Some Crayons For You. I've been tracking T+2+35c for some time now (at least 6 months) - Looking forward to the spike from those DOOMPs unraveling last week! More inside. You have questions, I have answers.
| Hi everyone, bob here.|
I have been getting a lot of questions about what's going on and what to expect with the DOOMPs expiring on 1/21/2022. As stated before, I believe these to be the unraveling of the variance swaps that u/zinko83 wrote about, and I referenced in my compendium DD part deux.
Also, from here on out, I will be dual posting my DD over to another sub (check my profile pined posts). And posting here for visibility as well.
If you want more explanation on this theory of them changing the game during the sneeze and how options play a major role now (and likely before the sneeze), check out this gem I wrote DD about 6 months ago.. but be sure to ignore the bit about T+21, as I now believe it to be a nothingburger and just an observation of the rough timing of the C35 closeouts.
These expirations of large options interest seem to have a direct correlation with price pikes ALL GODDAMN YEAR. To calculate this, take the expiration with large DOOMP interest, add T+2+35c (see compendium DDfor how to calculate this).
Here's the tracking data in case you want to see it for yourself:
Source sheet, options analysis tab
This is not to say this is the only thing moving the price. You can see other things at play - even today (and through the 25th) you will likely see FTDs hitting in accordance with u/gherkinit's cycles theory and the aggressive shorting they did to get us under GEX.
Watch DOOMP, expiration, they seem to correlate on spikes for T+2+35c. Other things move the price too, and FTD cycle is upon us! Jacked!
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2022.01.24 16:54 ss_ssf Edax Animae
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2022.01.24 16:54 zagalilo7 HODL? STAKING? TRADING? MINING?
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2022.01.24 16:54 New-Establishment-23 Nacramech farming after new war. Did it change?
I want to do the new war. But i need nacramech. Did anything change about getting them? I think i have to do iso vaults. And if i don't get them can quests be done with a squad that can carry me?
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2022.01.24 16:54 InanimateBabe The Legends of HLL
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2022.01.24 16:54 tickeron_community Stock Pattern Triangle Symmetrical Top BTTR on January 03, 2022
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2022.01.24 16:54 KamiSai_Rt Saizo (disgruntledly) trying out clothes for oboro! (commission from @marcsedano_)
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2022.01.24 16:54 PlatypusPotatoo In my high school classroom, the teacher won’t say what it is, what is this symbol?
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2022.01.24 16:54 climbance Mango forklift certified confirmed
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2022.01.24 16:54 Sooperdude24 [Britney-verse] - The Sheriff pt. 2
Another chapter from u/eruwenn, and myself.
First / Next
Passing by the shiny new sign at the front of the building he was now to work in, Senior Deputy Skrilen — a reluctant new member of the Grole Sheriff's Office — spared a glance at his reflection. The short black jacket and tie, tan shirt, and matching tan stripe on the outer leg seam of the black pants he wore looked a fair sight better than his old G.C.D.F. uniform. He was still unaware of the symbology of the star embroidered prominently on his jacket, and repeated in smaller form in other places, but the real deal hung heavy on his belt. A heavy metal star badge, polished lovingly to a shine, sat in its holder on his hip, opposite to where his new sidearm would rest... once he was issued one.
He turned and watched as Junior Deputy Draq ran down the street, jacket and tie flapping wildly around him. “Slow down," he called out to the younger Grole, "you are on time."
"Wrangler said," Draq blurted, but was panting too heavily after his exertion in the cold air to say more right away. Bent over double, his next words came muffled. "He said he'd snap one of my spines off for every minute I was late." He shivered, drawing deep breaths and slowly regaining his composure.
Skrilen gave a solemn nod. Working in the G.C.D.F. had always held the possibility of danger. It seemed likely that working alongside species 368 would mean that, if there wasn't enough natural danger around, they would simply create their own. “We should do our utmost to become good deputies. Whatever that entails.”
Draq, at this point, was finally breathing normally. “Being on time, and keeping your damn spines.” He immediately walked past Skrilen and entered the building.
The Senior Deputy was about to chide his junior for leaving so abruptly, then considered his own spines and hastily followed. They halted immediately once inside, as they found themselves face to face with a large cage, and bizarrely they were already inside it. Thoroughly taken aback, Skrilen took initiative and peered through the small window at their side.
Beyond it was a desk, and a small red Folix sat behind it. His tail pricked up, ears swivelling towards his target of interest as he looked over the two deputies. "Skrilen, and Draq?" he asked, and the pair nodded. "I'm Sergeant Miso." A furry hand reached below the desk, and a buzzer sounded. "Did nobody tell you to come in through the back?" he asked as the buzzer was followed by a harsh metallic clunk. The cage door then swung open. "Come on in, then; the others are waiting.”
The two Grole entered the sheriff's office proper, following meekly as Sergeant Miso directed them through a heavy wooden door. Skrilen found himself looking at a very wide and open office plan, featuring four rows of five desks. A brief further observation allowed him to note that the rear of the room featured four offices, each with a large window looking out over the desks, but then his attention centred on the cluster of people in the middle of the room. The two humans he had already met, but there were four newcomers present, three of whom were already in sheriff deputy uniforms.
Darren motioned for them to join the meeting, and they hurried over. Wrangler made eye contact with Draq and tapped on his wrist pointedly several times. The junior deputy was briefly perplexed, then paled; perhaps the human was now threatening to remove his hands instead of his spines? He swallowed hard, and noticed he wasn't the only one feeling nervous, as the female Verg deputy beside him was looking very intently at the exit.
Darren looked over the small group he had assembled, flashing a smile of encouragement. “Well, that’s everyone. I’d like to thank you all for joining the Grole Sheriff’s Office. Our role will be to hunt out the crime that falls outside the G.C.D.F. standard operating parameters. Basically, we can do as we please as long as we get results, and we're hoping to do some good in our capacity as auxiliary law enforcement.”
“A lot of you have relevant experience, so until we get you properly re-trained we'll do our best to match you to roles that fit what you already know.” He took a step back, placing his hand on Wrangler's shoulder. “You all know me, but I’ll quickly introduce Captain Wrangler. He’ll be in charge of training, so I’ll let him say a few words here.”
The grizzled human stepped forward, moustache twitching. He turned to look each new deputy in the eye, causing more than one to flinch and look away. “This ain’t gonna be easy, and it definitely ain’t gonna be fun. But, I’m gonna make sure you’re damn good at your job, even if it kills you. That way, you might just live long enough to collect your first pay check.”
As Wrangler returned to leaning on a desk, Darren took the reins of the meeting once more. “I was hoping for something inspiring, but that’ll have to do.” He turned to a very short, youthful alien, one with a mischievous smile, pink hair and pointed ears. “This is Deputy Raimu, she’s an Erinal also known as species 367. Hers is a race you won't have met before , but more importantly she's the best illegal street racer on over a dozen worlds. Raimu is going to be making some adjustments to our cruisers, and you’ll all be getting driving lessons from her. Especially you," he said, looking down at Draq pointedly before returning his attention to the group at large. “Most of you won't have driven at these kinds of speeds before, so I suggest you heed her advice. Oh, and to put swift ends to any future pursuits we might be on, Captain Wrangler and I will be teaching you all offensive driving and piloting.”
Skrilen’s mind was racing. Species 367 was from Sector Umgrol, like the humans. However, before he could even think about asking her about the disappearance of the Krix, it seemed the human had brazenly announced that she was some sort of criminal. This line of thought was again pushed aside by a further revelation, one that forced him to raise his hand. Once Darren had nodded at him, allowing him to speak, he asked, "I'm sorry, what do you mean offensive driving? You wish for us to insult other road users?”
The old human stood and turned away, bending his head forward, but his shoulders betrayed his suppressed chuckling. Darren, fortunately, swallowed his urge to laugh. “Not quite. We’ll get to it, once we have access to suitable training vehicles. Something with an auto-pilot, so no-one dies.”
“Dies?” Skrilen was wondering if human training methods relied on some form of perverse evolutionary style pressure, where only those who survived were deemed worthy.
The new sheriff saw a few more worried faces alongside Skrilen’s, so he decided to move on. “Alright, the final member of our team is Administrator Enzalla.” He gestured to the one person in the room not wearing a uniform. The Grole in a crumpled suit was old, fat, and observed them all with disinterested eyes. “He’s been appointed to document our work and keep things above board. He’s going to handle requisitions, budgets, payroll, that kinda thing. He’s not officially part of the sheriff’s office, but I’d like us to treat him as one of the team.” Species 368 turned to the bureaucrat. “Would you like to say a few words?”
Enzalla waddled forward. “Indeed I would! I think this whole sheriff department is a bad idea. I don’t see why you will be any more effective than our prestigious Civic Defence Force? Fine officers, like Skrilen here, have been doing excellent work, without any meddling from off-worlders in funny uniforms.” He made to step back, then stopped. “Keep your damned receipts, or you won’t be reimbursed.”
“Like I said, one of the team.” Darren rubbed his hands together. “Right, training starts now. The basement has a shooting range, so let’s get you familiar with your equipment.”
The terrifying grav guns Skrilen had heard about were surprisingly small side-arms, and they were all subjected to a training session with them that lasted all morning. It was needed, too, as the weapons delivered an invisible, yet powerful, punch that was utterly shocking the first time he saw it in action. Once he had turned the setting on his weapon to its weakest output, however, Skrilen found that it soon became easy to control and direct his shots. The former senior officer's trepidation was just starting to wane when Wrangler stepped up to demonstrate a quickdraw. The Grole's eyes widened as, within the space of a few heartbeats, the older human removed his grav gun from its holster and destroyed no less than six targets with deadly accuracy. Even more worrying, though, was the old man's proud boast that his granddaughter was even quicker on the draw.
Having mastered the basics, the main group had been allowed a short break. Physically exhausted and mentally drained, Skrilen returned to the main office along with all but one of the new recruits. Draq had somehow blundered his way into failing each step of the learning process, and was currently undergoing special training with Wrangler. He felt bad for the junior deputy, but was too tired to do much beyond that.
Once Darren had gone into the office occupied by Administrator Enzalla and closed the door behind him, Deputy Raimu hopped up to sit on the edge of one of the desks. Her impish face smiled brightly. “Alright, time to spill the proverbial beans. What massive fuck-up got you lot caught up in this?”
Skrilen struggled with the phrase, and a glance around at the other deputies showed that he wasn't alone. “I am Senior Deputy Skrilen, I believe you are Deputy Raimu?” She winked at him, and he took that as a yes. “I’m sorry, but I don’t understand your question.”
The Erinal rolled her eyes. “You guys got tricked into this, right? Or do you have a death wish?” She let her head fall back, staring up at the ceiling. “I’m a fool who volunteered. Daz got me out of some trouble with these bookie wankers a few years back. More recently, I found myself in a little more trouble than I could handle regarding some Wachoto fake-ass mafia — they're not even human, let alone Italian. Don't get me started.
"So I thought to myself, why not go to the middle of bollocking nowhere and see what my old drinking buddy is up to. And now I got a gun and a fucking badge. Me, a Raimu, on the right side of the law. My life’s over.” She lowered her gaze to look at the others. “Anyway, enough about the fabulous me. Why are you guys here?”
Skrilen’s mind raced to keep up while removing the expletives that seemed to be part of the deputy's natural speech pattern. “I was a member of the local defence force, and was requested to join the Sheriff’s Office, along with my junior, Draq.”
“The one who got his finger trapped in the trigger mechanism?” a tall red-skinned deputy asked. Raimu’s high-pitched laughter accompanied the question.
“Unfortunately, yes.” The senior Grole lowered his head as he was hit with a fresh wave of empathic shame for his junior. He turned to the new speaker. “And you are?”
“Deputy Earle.” The fresh recruit puffed out his chest at the title. “I’m a Nitty, in case you’ve never met one before. We rarely travel far from our home system. Ship I was on blew out its coils, and the corp decided not to fix it. Or pay us. So me and the rest of the crew got stranded, and I’ve been doing odd jobs here and there to make ends meet.”
“I’m here to drive, Skrilen’s a local cop, Miso at the front desk is a former soldier, and Draq is the comedy relief.” Raimu fixed her gaze on Earle. “What’s your deal?”
“Ah.” The Nitty glanced at Skrilen, his mouth dry. He licked his lips. “Many of the odd jobs were not entirely legal. I believe I have what humans call a ‘feel for the streets’. We became acquainted when he helped me with some pests.”
Skrilen’s detective senses tingled with interest. “Pests?”
“Well, I could handle one, maybe two, but that’s not how gangs work.” Earle started off with no clarification. “Some Grzhna calling themselves the Jikar Boyz had taken The Cubes into their territory. You know those cheap apartment blocks near the space port?” He didn’t wait for a response. “Wanted to charge protection, and those residents don’t have much to start with. I know, I’m one of them. Anyway, I’d heard talk of a bar you could go to, to speak with a strange alien. A problem-solver.”
The Grole was staring intently. He had no reason to doubt the Nitty’s words, but so much of it went against what he knew about the city. “I didn’t know we had such a big gang problem. Why did you not inform the G.C.D.F.?”
Earle chuckled at the suggestion. “The ones who aren’t blissfully ignorant are equally blissful getting paid to act ignorant.” The red alien looked Skrilen up and down. “I’m guessing you were in the first group?”
“I’m one hundred fucking percent sure that Draq fella is,” Raimu interrupted. There was a nod from the other deputies, accompanied by a brief round of laughter that eased the tense mood. “Alright, that just leaves the Bride of Dracula over here?” The Erinal nodded at the slender woman with pearlescent white scaled skin and jet black hair. “What’s your deal, Vampyra?”
“My name is Lo’Sha, and I am not married,” the woman replied quietly, averting her gaze from her questioner. “I’m a Verg, not a Vamp-whatever-you-said, and I don’t know why species 368 asked me to join.”
Skrilen was surprised, as everyone else seemed to know exactly why they were selected. “Did he say anything to you?”
The shy woman shrugged. “Something about Al Capone, but I don’t know anyone of that name.”
At that, Raimu chuckled. “Ohhhhh, you’re an accountant.”
“How did you know that?” Lo’Sha’s voice was filled with wonder, and the other recruits all turned to stare at the pink-haired Erinal.
Raimu hopped off the desk walking up to stand navel height in front of the Verg. “Easy, I speak human. My people and theirs are like this.” She held up her crossed fingers, though the symbology was a little lost on Skrilen. “I can tell you one thing for sure: you guys are in for a hell of a ride.”
Skrilen stared down at the pink-haired Erinal. He had an exponentially expanding list of questions, and he latched onto the last thing she said in the hope that it might be a way to start answering some of them. “Where are we going?”
“Not that kind of ride, idiot.” The racer shook her head. “Two humans, no rules, a city full of gangs and corrupt cops. This is going to be fan-fucking-tastic.”
Skrilen knew Darren better than the Erinal in this regard, and he confidently announced, “Oh, I can guarantee there will be rules.”
Earle wasn't paying much attention to the others, as he was more curious about Lo'Sha and how an attractive accountant had decided to become an officer of the law. "You don't know why he asked, but you at least know why you said yes.”
The Verg lowered her gaze once more, turning her shoulders away from him. “The pay is much better, and…” She reached up and twirled her silky black hair around her finger. “He said I’d look pretty in the uniform. I had no idea what a shreeff was, so I just said yes. Now I have something called a grav-gun and a badge, and people are talking about fighting gangs.”
“Hoo boy.” Raimu walked back to her desk and hopped up once more. “We’ll not be letting you negotiate with any handsome terrorists.”
“Terrorists?” Skrilen said in bewilderment. “This is Grole, why would there be terrorists?”
Earle leaned closer to Lo’Sha, and flashed her a dashing grin. “You do look good in the uniform.”
The Verg lowered her gaze, and used her talons to cover her bashful smile. Raimu took a pen from the desk and threw it at the pair of them. Skrilen watched it all, his mouth slightly agape, as he wondered how he had ended up here.
A loud voice reminded him, as Darren came out of Administrator Enzalla’s office and began barking orders. “Raimu, start taking those cruisers apart and ordering what you need. Make sure you get invoices for Enzalla.”
The Erinal hopped off the desk and hurried away as the human advanced on the group. “Earle, I want a list of local criminals, focusing on smaller gangs we can use for training.”
Skrilen raised a hand, and saw the recognition on the sheriff’s face. “Ah, I just wanted to say that we have access to the G.C.D.F. records. It should have a list of all convicted criminals, and their known associates.”
“What about unknown criminals?” Darren replied. “Or, not-convicted, but definitely shady and need keeping an eye on?”
“We… err..” The senior Grole deputy paused. “How would you find the names for such a list?”
The human gave one of his knowing smiles. “Oh, that’s easy.” He sat on a desk and leaned back. Skrilen decided that the sheriff's department must have a rule about not using the chairs. “You find one, then either beat the information out of them, bribe them, or hire them.”
For some reason Skrilen did not understand, Darren’s eyes had not left Earle’s. The Nitty merely smiled and returned eye contact. “Or save their life.”
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2022.01.24 16:54 Badger12121212 LF: pidgey or kabuto Ft: carnivine, kanghaskhan
2022.01.24 16:54 ViperT17 Are you a legacy player? Did you know about the special reward for legacy players that already expired? Did you buy battlegrounds plus? We should do something about this.
Pubg going free is a great decision IMO. But that doesn’t change the reality that a lot of us already paid for this game. A reward pack for having the legacy version is not something that should expire after a few days of being available. Personally I haven’t been able to game for a month and I finally sat down excited to play the new and improved PUBG, only to find that the reward pack has expired. This is a pack we paid $40 for and they created an artificial expiration date to try to squeeze $13 more out of every legacy player that wasn’t RIGHT on top of the F2P update.
Please, upvote this so people will see it. I want every player that was effected by this to comment down below so I have a way to reach you. This kind of scammy behavior should not go unnoticed.
(Especially if you bought battlegrounds plus, I think that could be considered damages)
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2022.01.24 16:54 keroppikokoro Any value on investing in empty residential lots? For long term.
I’d like to invest in Canadian real estate but I do not want to be a landlord. I was hoping to invest in empty lots and just hold on to it for a long time. This is what my parents did. They held on to empty lots for decades and got great value over time. But this was in Asia. Any thoughts on these?
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2022.01.24 16:54 cryptoallbot When blood is on the streets…
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2022.01.24 16:54 kerbal_galactic GPT-3 Botu Geri Döndü
Chat-bot olarak değil(daha önceki sefer çok spamladınız 😡) ama yazım aracı olarak kullanılabilecek bir bot geliştirdim. Yeteri kadar test etmedim, ama belki siz test etmek istersiniz... Lütfen boş işler için kullanmayın...
Unutmayın, bot felsefi konularda sorularla ilgili blog yazısı tarzı şeyler yazmak için, eğlence olsun diye değil. Siyasi şeyler sormazsanız sevinirim :)
Kullanımı biraz karmaşık ancak parametre girişi için böyle yaptım. Bot birbiriyle alakalı konuları birleştirerek sunabiliyor, bunun için "mention"ı tanımlarken virgülle birden fazla şey yazmanız yeterli. Örneğin:
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2022.01.24 16:54 Scott_Worriesome Australians told to leave Ukraine immediately as Russian military threat increases
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2022.01.24 16:54 LP_Video_Bot Pokemon Legends: Arceus is Incredible!? - Kinda Funny Games Daily 01.24.22
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