#half measure

[justamove]

July 19, 2022 2337 PDT

1.16 km + 1 set strength training 22 minutes total

[thisdaynews]

Breaking News: Honouring MKO Abiola, Babagana Kingibe leaving Humphrey Nwosu is half measure Senator Umeh

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Breaking News: Honouring MKO Abiola, Babagana Kingibe leaving Humphrey Nwosu is half measure Senator Umeh

Senator Victor Umeh (APGA, Anambra Central) says any honour done to Moshood Abiola and Babagana Kingibe, presumed winners of the annulled June 12, 1993 presidential election without extending same to Professor Humphrey Nwosu, chairman of then National Electoral Commission (NEC) amounts to half measure.

Umeh, who spoke in an interview after receiving the award of ‘NUJ Man of the Year’ at the weekend in Awka, Anambra State capital, said that Nwosu made outstanding sacrifice when he insisted on declaring the result of the election supposedly won by Abiola.

He recalled that Nwosu was arrested on the orders of General Ibrahim Babangida, then military president, over his insistence on declaring the result, adding that a person who made such sacrifice ought to be remembered and honoured by the country.

Umeh applauded the action of President Muhammadu Buhari in remembering the mistake and injustice perpetrated in the past, but insisted that leaving Nwosu out of the honourees’ list leaves much to be desired and smacks of marginalisation.

Dedicating the Nigeria Union of Journalists (NUJ) award to the judiciary, the former All Progressives Grand Alliance (APGA) chairman described himself as a creation of the judiciary.

He recounted his legal battles to defend his party, APGA, and its political course, which began over 15 years ago.

Umeh, who was sworn in January this year after a three-year legal battle to claim the mandate given him in the 2015 general elections, commended the Nigerian judiciary for standing for the truth, despite the odds.

He blamed some politicians, journalists and lawyers who tried to stand against the truth on political matters.

“I have received many awards and chieftaincy titles, but I cherish this award from the NUJ. I’m humbled,” he added.

He advised the online media to always pursue fairness, truth and objectivity. “The online media should not be a place to attack people or carry out vendetta. Young people should first pursue education before venturing into online media practice. You don’t float online platform to attack people without justification.”

He frowned at the manner the Indigenous People of Biafra (IPOB) was proscribed and wondered if the activities of Fulani herdsmen were not worse.

[crystalricin]

[crystalricin]

The moral of the story is: I chose a half measure, when I should have gone all the way. I’ll never make that mistake again.

[madeofbees]

It is not often I'm so surprised that my jaw literally drops.

Congratulations, Breaking Bad. You did the thing.

[projectpeptide]

No more half measures, Walter.

Mike Ehrmantraut: I used to be a beat cop a long time ago. And I’d get called out on domestic disputes all the time. Hundreds, probably, over the years. But there was this one guy, this one piece of shit, that I will never forget. Gordy. He looked like Bo Svenson. You remember him? Walking Tall? You don’t remember? No. Anyway, big boy... 270, 280. But his wife — or whatever she was… his lady — was real small. Like a bird. Wrists like little branches.

Anyway, my partner and I got called out there every weekend, and one of us would pull her aside and say “come on, tonight’s the night we press charges.” And this wasn’t one of those deep-down he-really-loves-me set-ups — we got a lot of those, but not this. This girl was scared. She wasn’t going to cross him, no way, no how. Nothing we could do but pass her off to the EMT’s, put him in a car and drive him downtown, throw him in the drunk tank. He sleeps it off, next morning out he goes… back home.

But one night, my partner’s out sick, and it’s just me. And the call comes in and it’s the usual crap.. broke her nose in the shower kind of thing. So I cuff him, put him in the car and away we go. Only that night, we’re driving into town, and this sideways asshole is in my back seat humming ‘Danny Boy.’ And it just rubbed me wrong.

So instead of left, I go right, out into nowhere. And I kneel him down and I put my revolver in his mouth… and I told him, “this is it, this is how it ends.” And he’s crying, going to the bathroom all over himself, swearing that — God! — he’s going to leave her alone. Screaming… as much as you can with a gun in your mouth. And I told him to be quiet. I needed to think about what I was going to do, here. And of course he got quiet. Goes still… and real quiet. Like a dog waiting for dinner scraps.

And we just stood there for a while, me acting like I’m thinking things over, and Prince Charming kneeling in the dirt with shit in his pants. And, after a few minutes, I took the gun out of his mouth and I said, “so help me if you ever touch her again, I will such-and-such and such-and-such and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.”

Walter White: So, just a warning?

Mike Ehrmantraut: Of course. Just trying to do the right thing. But two weeks later he killed her… of course… caved her head in with the base of a Waring blender. We got there, there was so much blood you could taste the metal.

The moral of the story is.. I chose a half measure, when I should have gone all the way. I’ll never make that mistake again.

[fatherofinfluence]

I used to be a beat cop a long time ago. And I’d get called out on domestic disputes all the time, hundreds probably over the years. But there was this one guy, this one piece of shit, that I will never forget. Gordy, he looked like Bo Svenson, you remember him? Walking Tall? You don’t remember? Anyway, big boy. 270, 280. But his wife, whatever she was, his lady…was real small. Like a bird. Wrists like little branches. Anyway, my partner and I got called out there every weekend, and one of us would pull her aside and say “come on, tonight’s the night we press charges.” And this wasn’t one of those deep-down he-loves-me set-ups — we get a lot of those — but not this. This girl was scared. She wasn’t going to cross him, no way, no how. Nothing we could do but pass her off to the EMT’s, put him in a car and drive him downtown, throw him in the drunk tank. He sleeps it off, next morning out he goes. Back home. But one night, my partner’s out sick, and it’s just me. And the call comes in and it’s the usual crap. Broke her nose in the shower kind of thing. So I cuff him, put him in the car and away we go. Only that night, we’re driving into town, and this sideways asshole is in my back seat humming “Danny Boy.” And it just rubbed me wrong. So instead of left, I go right, out into nowhere. And I kneel him down, and I put my revolver in his mouth, and I told him, “This is it. This is how it ends.” And he’s crying, going to the bathroom all over himself, swearing to God he’s going to leave her alone. Screaming … as much as you can with a gun in your mouth. And I told him to be quiet. Cause I needed to think about what I was going to do here. And of course he got quiet. Goes still. And real quiet. Like a dog waiting for dinner scraps. And we just stood there for a while, me acting like I’m thinking things over, and Prince Charming kneeling in the dirt with shit in his pants. And after a few minutes I took the gun out of his mouth, and I say, “So help me if you touch her again I will such-and-such and such-and-such and blah blah blah blah blah”. Just trying to do the right thing. But two weeks later he killed her. Of course. Caved her head in with the base of a Waring blender. We got there, there was so much blood you could taste the metal. The moral of the story is: I chose a half measure, when I should have gone all the way. I’ll never make that mistake again. No More Half Measures Walter.


Mike, Breaking Bad

[diismantlerepaiir]

WALTER. Y-YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT!!!