I am leaning towards the reason why nobody (black) died is because they were ELEVEN HEAVILY ARMED men where the usual cop tactics of shooting first or shooting in the b(l)ack would have resulted in an actual risk to their so called blue life.  

I thought Steamed hams were only found in Connecticut...

The monsters and teased plot reminds me of Phoenix Point quite a bit...

Main street Glasgow at early morning hours, as someone who lived in scotland for a good number of years i can tell you people get in a pretty state after going out.

There is always an environmental cost. Diversifying , mitigating and reducing use cases it the only way to reach our collective goals.

Dr.Openheart

thats fucking amazing.

from an international POV, back in the 90s when the term “Global Policeman” was being thrown around as the mighty USA stomped into the power vacuum created by the collapse of the USSR a lot of people were wary of the implications of that, but somebody had to do it or those other people would cause chaos!

which is why stories are important.

his daughter.

As if the opinions or feelings of people who consort with actual fucking nazis , flat earth chinese radio wave virus pizza pedo coal pushing oh my white manhood incel cultists is something people with have a brain need to meet “halfway”. fucking all opinions matter media is a dangerous joke.

absolutely nothing changed.

its highly effective and cost efficient.

just cut the head of the damn snakes already.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sturmabteilung

And when they do bloom it will spell out “HELP” in beautiful flowery writing.

there is SO.MUCH. asinine shit coming out the USA now that really i dont think people really grasp how insane its become. the view from outside is akin to watching all the shitty straight to video movies from the early 90s come alive.

I found it more interesting to watch the people in the background, supposedly his so called friend s and staff. Their expressions and attitude give it all away.

sitting on the toilet, angry at his arousal and sense of deep shame, bug-eyed and spittle at his mouth as he jabs the word FORNICATE on his phone.

same, my dad pulled me out of school and packed us into the car mid-week nov 91' and drove us straight to Berlin, we parked in the park in front of Check Point Charlie where slightly lost looking East German guards stared at us jumping back and forth across some imaginary line. It seemed like the entire city was just…