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Shining Nikki - Designer's Reflection Memory - Serena: Snow Satin Doll

...in all those long years, what were you longing for?

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The silence of the generals.

October 1, 2025

Robert B. Hubbell

The most remarkable aspect of Trump’s speech to the assembled generals and admirals of the US military was the silence.

The generals sat in silence.

They sat in silence as Trump slurred and rambled through a “speech” that insulted the intelligence, professionalism, and loyalty of the generals.

They sat in silence as Trump attacked their former commander-in-chief, Joe Biden.

They sat in silence as Trump claimed that the military would use U.S. cities as “training grounds” for waging war against American civilians.

They sat in silence as Trump said he would ask the military to fight “the enemy from within.”

They sat in silence as Hegseth said the generals were free to ignore the law of war and international treaties that separate the US military from barbarians and war criminals.

They sat in silence as Trump said that the Navy should “consider the concept of battleship.”

They sat in silence as Trump wondered aloud why the generals sat in silence.

They sat in silence even after Trump pandered for their applause.

Their silence spoke volumes.

In their silence, the generals affirmed their oaths to defend the Constitution.

In their silence, the generals demonstrated their professionalism, discipline, and judgment.

It could have been otherwise. Trump and Hegseth expected it to be so. In their adolescent fantasies, Trump and Hegseth believed the generals would fête them with standing ovations, chanting, “USA! USA! USA!”

Instead, Trump and Hegseth were humiliated as their unhinged, delusional words slapped sharply against the bare walls and fell to the ground, their lunacy heightened by the silence of the generals.

Without the crutch and cover of cheering crowds, Trump’s mental deterioration was laid bare for all to see. Trump told the generals that the city of Portland “looks like a war zone. . . . unless they’re playing false tapes, this looked like World War II.”

Every general who heard Trump say that Portland “looks like a war zone” knew it was a lie and understood that their Commander-in-Chief is so feeble that he is unable to distinguish between reality and “false tapes” replayed on Fox News.

Every general who watched Pete Hegseth’s peurile speech immediately recognized him as one of the posers and video-game warriors that the generals identify as misfits to be counseled out of the military at the first opportunity.

The generals were not impressed by Trump or Hegseth. The generals are sophisticated, successful professionals who have risen to the top (in part) because of their ability to judge people—the good, the bad, and the flakes. They left the meeting understanding exactly who Trump and Hegseth are.

All Americans should take confidence and comfort from the silence of the generals. Their silence was an act of protest—because their silence exhibited loyalty to the Constitution and respect for the Office of the President, rather than for Donald Trump.

Prior to Trump’s meeting with the generals, dozens of readers forwarded Substack and social media posts claiming that Trump would use the occasion to declare martial law. Other readers sent posts claiming that Trump would administer a loyalty oath requiring fealty to Trump. Still others predicted on-the-spot mass firings and public humiliation of generals perceived to be disloyal.

Such fears are both understandable and exaggerated. I hope everyone will reconsider the credibility and good faith of the authors of the posts and articles that sold short the loyalty and professionalism of the senior leaders of the US military. In the end, Trump could not declare martial law, administer a loyalty oath, or engage in ritual firings of “disloyal” generals because the generals would not have tolerated such outcomes—and Trump knew it.

In his final insult, Trump told the generals they looked like they came out of “central casting.” In doing so, he trivialized and demeaned their accomplishments and professionalism, telling them they were nothing more than props for infantile speeches by men who hold the military in contempt.

And so, the generals sat in silence, depriving Trump of the thing he values most--obsequious adulation.

The silence of the generals spoke volumes.

Further reading

The full text of Trump’s speech is here: President Trump Address to Pentagon Leaders at Marine Corps Base Quantico - Full Transcript – SOFX

The video of the speech is here: Speech: Donald Trump Addresses Military Leadership in Quantico, Virginia - September 30, 2025

Analysis by The New York Times: Trump and Hegseth Recount Familiar Partisan Complaints to Top Military Leaders.

Sharper analysis by Lucian K. Truscott IV on Substack, Trump’s speech to the generals and admirals: I don’t even know where to begin.

[Robert B. Hubbell Newsletter]

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Hey Pamela (not here it befriend, just to spectate)! Honest question: Are you on good terms with Harley? Just curious :)

Vocaroo is a quick and easy way to share voice messages over the interwebs.

Transcript:

Saltymalik asked, if I'm on good terms with Harley?

I've gotten a few questions like this, and I've decided to answer yours, because you were brave enough to leave your name.

The simple answer is no.

I am not on particularly good terms with Harley Quinn. I am not, however, on particularly bad terms with Harley Quinn.

I do not especially have a list of people that I keep that I like; what I do have is a short list of people that I respect.

Now.

You may wonder what that means.

Allow me to elaborate:

The people that I respect can rest assured that I will do cursory due diligence in ensuring that I do not kill them by accident.

Should they fall to my hand, it will be on purpose, and for a purpose.

The majority of the gallery does not particularly find that arrangement... comfortable. And so, I don't get very many visitors.

I don't really mind.

The only people who drop by are those people who don't particularly have a choice in the matter, and Harley has been burdened with fewer choices than most.

I hope that answers your question.

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In a 24-minute statement against the conservatorship she’s lived under for 13 years, Britney Spears sounded off before a Los Angeles probate

Paying others to keep her isolated & alone. No freedom of choice. Can sing, dance, and perform.. but is not capable of passing dementia evaluations? Isn't allowed to ride along in her boyfriend's car.. Forced contraception..

Read the insane testimony from Britney Spears herself on this abusive, 13 year long conservatorship!!

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Seth Rollins addresses release of WWE Superstars due to Global Pandemic

Hey guys what’s up….God I don’t even know how to start really….…I just can’t seem to find the words to put it all together, so I figured a video I could at least get some thoughts out. Today is an extremely difficult day for our industry. As a whole, it is extremely difficult, for our WWE family, and that includes everyone, past, present, and future and all of you guys out there, the entire WWE universe. Guys who are fans of just…what we do. I think the most painful part of it all is that it underscores sort of how deep this entire pandemic cuts globally. Whether it be contracting the virus itself, whether it be the confusion of what to do, what not to do, how to proceed with daily life, or whether it’s just the economic fallout that has happened. Ya know WWE isn’t the only corporation globally to have had to furlough employees or to cut jobs all together....My heart is broken for the guys and girls who I’m really close with that had it the worst today. That goes for talent that you guys love on screen but also everyone backstage too, off screen, who may not get the social media fan fair that some of the talent is getting. But one thing I am saying is a little upsetting to me is… all the negativity and hostility towards WWE. This is a difficult day for EVERYONE. For all of us. I think pointing fingers or saying “you should’ve done this or you should’ve done that” is um…[sighs]…I don’t know it just doesn’t feel like the time or the place for it. I think this is a day for compassion and for empathy and for understanding. To try to support each other, ya know, to pick each other up. I think that we have to take it upon ourselves to work harder to make sure that there’s a place for all those who, again, had it the worst today, to come back to. I think as a planet, we can rally around the idea that this is only temporary and that those who have lost their positions and who are struggling to figure out what to do next…that they’ll be able to make it back from this...this isn’t the end. I think if we start fighting amongst ourselves, it’s only going to make things worse. So, I just encourage everyone to try to come together over this, to try to unify, and to support each other, lift each other up. I think THAT is going to be what’s going to take us past this, through this, and hopefully be better on the other side. It’s going to take some time, it’s going to be difficult. I want to thank everybody out there who’s been so supportive of our WWE family today. I want to urge everybody to have some empathy and have some compassion for everyone involved in this. It’s been a tough day man. I love you guys. Thank you for taking the time to listen. Hopefully, we can move past this together, supporting each other, all of us, helping out where we can. Stay strong out there, stay safe out there, and do what you can for yourselves and or each other. Thank you guys. I appreciate the time and I appreciate the love. Throwing it back at ya.

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Dream With Me - Harry Styles x Calm (full transcript) written by Steve Cleverley and Sanj Sen

**DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to this content and also I tried my best but all of the words may not be exact**

Hello, I’m Harry Styles. And tonight, I’m going to help you drift off to sleep with some soothing words and calming music. A sleep story, just for you. With all the busyness of your day, I know how hard it is to get to sleep. So thank you for choosing this story, and me, to help you. I wish you a wonderful night’s sleep. So make yourself comfortable, take a deep breath in, and then out. In. And then out. And when you’re ready, close your eyes.

Have you ever wondered what happens when you sleep? Where you go and what you feel? The places that you seek? When you start to drift away, your mind becomes a book that writes itself and fades away before you wake to look.

Tonight we’re going to think about anything you’d like. So first let’s visualize some scenes to snooze through the night. Settle back and clear your mind. We’re heading somewhere special beyond the world of consciousness to places more celestial.

I’d like you to imagine now you’re there beneath the stars, which, when you pause to think about it, actually you are. As you focus on the darkness right before your eyes, fill the scene with glinting lights to emulate night skies.

Think about the things you cherish most and those you love. And then allow yourself to be embraced from up above. The power of the universe meanders through your mind. So come with me, and let’s see what the two of us can find.

Let’s travel now to moonlit valleys blanketed with heather. The kind of landscape you and I could dream about forever. Imagine lazing on the ground, succumbing to the charms of blades of grass we now caress with fingertips and arms.

A gentle scent of cedar wood is floating on the breeze -- A gift from Mother Nature and her nearby cedar trees. We’re gazing at the night sky now, marveling at infinity. So allow your mind to wonder to a peaceful new vicinity.

Picture this: A rich, green forest damp with morning dew. Inhale the morning air as we explore, just me and you. Leaves create mosaics in every shade of green as gentle birdsong mingles with the babbling of a stream.

Dappled sepia sunlight cuts through branches overhead as dewdrops fall from leaf to leaf, like glistening strands of thread. The dew drops finally coalesce forming satin beads. Occasionally, they kiss our cheeks. Small pleasures, quenching needs.

Holding hands, we stroll until we chance upon a brook. It’s cool, clear water mirroring our faces as we look. A shimmering reflection shows us smiling from above. The word we think, but dare not speak, is L-O-V-E --- Love.

Now we snuggle on a raft and drift for endless hours, as willow trees sway in the breeze, and blossoms fall in showers. Gently swaying to and fro, we look up at the sky and watch the clouds above us forming shapes as they pass by.

The wisps of cloud swirl slowly, tinged with tangerine and pink. And as they fade, the sunset gives us cause to muse, and think of places we should visit and oceans we could cross. For some who wander through this world, there’s grace in being lost.

Passing by a waterfall, our thoughts sway to and fro, and time begins to fade and blur beneath the moon’s pale glow. A symphony of tumbling water lulls and mesmerizes nature’s soundtrack to our dreams, assume so many guises.

Strolling on a sidewalk now, as rain begins to fall. Its gentle pitter-patter holds us deep within its thrall. The raindrops’ rhythm briefly slows, then intensifies, peaceful and benevolent -- A gift from moonlit skies.

The fragrance that the rain creates upon the concrete surface inspires and relaxes us and focuses our purpose, to shift our minds to neutral, and slow our thoughts to drift, and recognize the rainfall as a mesmerizing gift.

Sheltering beneath a porch, we watch the rain pour down, though now the time has come to leave this dreamy, moonlit town. A gentle breeze wafts through the trees. It causes leaves to stir, and then the rain relents and fades as time begins to blur.

We find ourselves upon a shoreline, lounging by a lake. All crickets chirp in nearby reeds -- It’s hard to stay awake. The scene feels like a watercolor -- soft, diluted tones as looking down we see each other, laughing, skimming stones.

The stones skip on the gleaming lake and ripples start to form. And though the sun has dipped from view, we feel content and warm. Herons drift on thermals high above a sun-bleached pier, and in the trees beyond the lake, we glimpse a passing deer.

Strands of cloud unfurl like ribbons in the orange sky, mirrored on the lake now, like a painted butterfly. In the distance, mountains beckon, capped with pristine snow -- The kind of sight that dreams evoke when hearts and minds let go.

Contemplating nothingness, a scene takes shape before us, and as it sharpens in our thoughts, we hear a distant chorus. The dampened sound of silence that only snow can bring surrounds us with its calming vibes and touches us within.

Glistening snowflakes fall in flurries, mountain rivers freeze, the powdery slopes look beautiful, and fresh snow dusts the trees. Somehow now, we’re in a cabin taking in this view, as a fire crackles in the corner, just for me and you.

We linger for a moment, or maybe it’s been hours, for when we blink and look again, our vista’s swathed in flowers. Another destination lures us, closer now it seems. Perhaps it’s real, or just another chapter in our dreams.

Drifting in and out of sleep, our thoughts take us elsewhere, to an island fringed by swaying palms, lush beyond compare. A path winds through the mangroves towards a distant beach that underlines the turquoise ocean, now within our reach.

Eventually, we feel the powdery sand right beneath our feet, the sun above now blessing us with gentle, soothing heat. We hear the lilting sound of surf breaking up ahead. Our spiral shells and pearly shards determine where we tread.

Finally, a lapping wave engulfs our sandy feet. It seems to pause and ruminate, then gradually retreat. We dig our toes in cool, wet sand, then sit and face the sea, and let the sound wash over us, alone, just you and me.

Staring at the nothingness that stretches on forever, our thoughts dovetail and unify in tune, two minds together. As minutes turn to hours, we drift off somewhere new and visualize a stairway to a door we now walk through.

Imagine now a meadow on a balmy afternoon. Birds and bees and rustling trees create a summer tune. Flanked by fields of sunflowers, hand in hand we walk as the gentle sound of nature surrounds us while we talk.

The sunflowers give the scenery a warm and golden hue, while hazy sunshine softens our idyllic rustic view. As we roam past the hedgerows, a farmhouse sits alone -- Its open shutters pressed against uneven walls of stone.

A garden winds around the house and daisies poke through grass. A bench that’s lived through countless summers creaks as we walk past. We wonder if the house is empty, once loved but no longer. The thought of passing time inspires a feeling that grows stronger.

This feeling washed over us lost between a sigh, and as the sun begins to set, we stop and wonder why. Gravity caresses us and pulls you close to me. Then the scene begins to fade, our new reality.

Deeper, gradually deeper, we drift and now transcend to unfamiliar places too surreal to comprehend. Slowly, we capitulate, as sleep begins to call. Intwined in dreams and shifting scenes, we drift and gently fall.

Friendly faces, glorious places, things we hope to do. Intertwined with snapshots, some of me, and some of you. Moonlit valleys, verdant forests, gazing at the ocean. Some are meadows, tranquil sunsets, steeped in pure emotion. The tenderness we feel when we are close, two minds as one, surrounds us and connects us, but we’ve only just begun. For now, we dream together of all there is to follow, and know that sleep will keep us safe from now until tomorrow.

Maybe all the memories that we’ve gathered here tonight are all dreams now remembered or wishes in plain sight. No matter what, they’re with us now, for this night and forever. And every time we close our eyes, they’re yours, and mine, to treasure. Good night, and sleep well.

-- written by Steve Cleverley and Sanj Sen for Calm.com

#if someone else did this before me when i just took hours to put this together ooooohboy #yall better rb this too bc i worked SO hard #harry styles #harry #calm #calm.com #dream with me #dream with harry #full transcript #audio #harry styles x calm #2020 #july 8 2020

January 26, 1898

[I thought it would be fun to post a full letter from the Prom Saga. Bold words are words that are underlined in the letter and my notes/comments are in brackets.]

My dearest Will:

You are simply the dearest, most thoughtful boy I know. I had no idea you would have a minute to spare on me in the midst of your “fussing” [flirting]. The very pretty book came this morning and not a word was said.

It is very dainty and interesting and lots of girls have borrowed and raved over it already. Thank you a thousand times for that and remembering to send me an invitation. [I’m guessing he sent her a Prom program?]

The girls in the room say to tell you they never heard of a cousin, simply a cousin, being so very thoughtful & lovely to a girl.

Now isn’t your dear old head being turned?

Oh, dear it makes me sorrowful, just to think of the perfect time I might be having with you to-night.

I don’t think Miss Bennett [her headmistress] knew what suffering she was causing or she would have let her old heart melt.

I am awfully glad you are having such a fine time and hope you are delighted with your girl. It’s very sweet of you to wish I were there.

If Clara Rust had gone she would have wanted Mother for chaperone, how would you have liked that? [In the 1890s co-ed activities and outings required adult chaperones, even in college.]

I never felt more like breaking out of prison in my life than I do to-night and to-morrow night if you see a mild disheveled personage making for you don’t be frightened to find me.

I’m in a horrid mood so won’t write longer and throw a damper on your joyous mood.

If there is anything left of you, be sure to write me everything.

Miss B. says disappointments are good for people. I fail to see wherein this will do me good.

Anyway you were a perfect dear to invite me and I love you for it & for other things too.

In an indigo ocean

Rae.

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Shining Nikki - Designer's reflection Memory: Calamity Lava

Full transcript babeyyy this is such a long post ill probably get a google doc for these in the future. Or like tomorrow whenever I feel motivation tbh.

Obviously if you have and are comfortable spending the $50-$60 on this card that is your right. This is for anyone who doesn't have that but still wants to know more about Leonid and the Ark.

I'll be doing the same for Nikki and Aeon/Marina reflections and the event story. lore should be shared.

>player choices are like this<

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