Meme Scholar with Madness (PhD)

[EndtheMadnessNow]

April 3, 1992: USS Hampton (SSN-767) was launched at Newport News Shipyard. Hampton has made an appearance every 10 years at the North Pole.
Top photo: March 2024 at Ice Camp Whale in the Arctic: ICEX 24 + Arctic Edge 24 combined = USS Indiana (SSN 789), USS Hampton (SSN-767), NSWG-2 SEALS, 10th SFG (A) Green Berets, & Norwegian Naval Special Operations Commandos.




April 3, 1999: Lionel Bart died at age 68. He’s best known for composing the music and lyrics for the musical Oliver! (1960). Andrew Lloyd Webber called him “the father of the modern British musical”. His other songs include: From Russia with Love and Living Doll.






April 3, 2017 story: The U.S. Military Believes People Have a Sixth Sense
In 2014, the Office of Naval Research embarked on a four-year, $3.85 million research program to explore the phenomena it calls premonition and intuition, or “Spidey sense,” for sailors and Marines.


The U.S. Military Believes People Have a Sixth Sense (April 3, 2017; by DARPA lady)


No. Hell No!!





I guess it was too much to ask the White House to put the Liberation Day tariffs in alphabetical order. Russia is not on this list because sanctions from the Ukraine war have already rendered trade between the two countries as near zero. Canada and Mexico are omitted as the previous fentanyl tariff levels (25%) will remain in effect so there is no update.
A minimum rate of 10% for listed countries, and "discounted reciprocal rate" meant to be half of what the Trump Admin believes would be fair.



The 34% tariff on China is ON TOP of the previous 20%. Meaning the rate on China will be 54% when these tariffs take effect.

The baseline import taxes will take effect after midnight Saturday and  the higher duties will kick at 12:01 a.m. on April 9, according to senior administration officials.

The dollar trade numbers are from US Trade Deficit by Country 2025

"Discounted reciprocal tariffs" refer to a trade policy where a country imposes tariffs on imports at a rate that is lower than, but proportional to, the tariffs that other countries apply to its exports. The term "reciprocal" indicates that the tariffs are set in response to the trade barriers imposed by trading partners, aiming to mirror or balance them. The "discounted" aspect means that instead of fully matching the other country's tariff rate (e.g., a 1:1 match), the imposed tariffs are reduced—often to a fraction, such as half—of the rate charged by the other country.


BREAKING: Trump announces new tariffs against the lost nation of Atlantis:

"Those Atlantids, what a beautiful name, have been ripping off the American people for so long that their nation fell into the sea. Very sad, but America cannot be scammed any longer!"





https://x.com/CatchUpFeed/status/1907759220197646395


I see the resemblance. Coming August 1st.

PROPHETS, NOMADS AND A FOURTH TURNING ACCELERATING TOWARDS A BLOODY CLIMAX

“In retrospect, the spark might seem as ominous as a financial crash, as ordinary as a national election, or as trivial as a Tea Party. The catalyst will unfold according to a basic Crisis dynamic that underlies all of these scenarios: An initial spark will trigger a chain reaction of unyielding responses and further emergencies. The core elements of these scenarios (debt, civic decay, global disorder) will matter more than the details, which the catalyst will juxtapose and connect in some unknowable way. If foreign societies are also entering a Fourth Turning, this could accelerate the chain reaction. At home and abroad, these events will reflect the tearing of the civic fabric at points of extreme vulnerability – problem areas where America will have neglected, denied, or delayed needed action.” – The Fourth Turning – Strauss & Howe



“Don’t think you can escape the Fourth Turning the way you might today distance yourself from news, national politics, or even taxes you don’t feel like paying. History warns that a Crisis will reshape the basic social and economic environment that you now take for granted. The Fourth Turning necessitates the death and rebirth of the social order. It is the ultimate rite of passage for an entire people, requiring a luminal state of sheer chaos whose nature and duration no one can predict in advance.”
– Strauss & Howe - The Fourth Turning

I believe the chaos, confusion, conflict, and collapse of confidence portends a prolonged period of discord as this Fourth Turning accelerates towards its denouement. The numerous neocon forces in the EU and US attempting to prolong and broaden the Ukraine conflict, along with the Zionist efforts to provoke a war with Iran, have pushed the world to the brink of a new global conflict. All previous Fourth Turnings were decided by an all-out bloody war, and this one is likely to experience a similarly tragic outcome.

I agree, this one will be prolonged. This is also a 400 year great cycle. These Fourth Turnings can go on for two or more decades, before finally settling in to the new regime.



The Day Doc Died | by E.M. Burlingame

We stagger into this life blind,
chewing on our own ignorance,
watching the addicts at the corner
mumble their sad, sloppy soliloquies.
We steal their scripts,
wear their shoes—
too big, too busted—
limping toward the light
of some dive called Life.

Then you showed up,
Val, dragging your pack of shadows:
Holliday, spitting blood and grinning at the reaper,
Iceman, cold and cocky as a blade,
Morrison, torching himself in a haze of words and whiskey,
Billionaire, Saint, Teen Idol, Heister, all the many more.
You wore them like a beat-up coat,
made us think we could pull off the same trick—
made us forget you were just some bastard
with a union card and a landlord to dodge.

We carved those roles into our bones,
mistook the glow of the screen for something real.
Christ, we were suckers—
thought we could be wolves, saints, sons of bitches,
all because you sold it so damn well.
You showed us how to bend,
to be hard and soft and everything else,
and we didn’t even clock it
till the credits rolled for good.

Now the screen’s dead,
the theater’s a goddamn morgue—
sticky floors, flickering exit signs,
the stink of spilled beer and regret.
We’re left with a bottle’s last gurgle,
a jukebox groaning "nobody’s home,"
and the echo of your shape-shifting—
how to play the game
without shattering the glass.

Kilmer, you son of a bitch,
you tricked us into thinking
we could live a dozen lives,
be more than the dirt we’re stuck in.
Now the curtain’s a shroud,
and we’re out here,
raw and unscripted,
fumbling lives you made look easy.

The world’s a duller, cheaper hustle without you.
We’ll raise a cheap whiskey to the void,
to the man who was never really there—
just the ghosts he left smoldering in our guts.
Rest easy, Doc.
You showed us what we could be,
and today, we’re all choking on the loss of it.


Even the A-10 had a Doc Holiday tribute. Salute.