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  1. CW: Long hamlet quote repurposed as political jab at the felon in chief.

    "Look here upon this picture and on this,
    The counterfeit presentment of two presidents.
    See, what a grace was seated on this brow?
    Hyperion’s curls, the front of Jove himself,

    An eye like Mars to threaten and command,
    A station like the herald Mercury
    New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill—
    A combination and a form indeed
    Where every god did seem to set his seal

    To give the world assurance of a man.
    This was your president. Look you now, what follows.

    Here is your president, like a mildewed ear
    Blasting his wholesome predecessor.

    Have you eyes?
    Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed

    And batten on this moor? Ha, have you eyes?
    You cannot call it policy, for at your age
    The heyday in the law is tame, it’s humble,
    And waits upon the judgment. And what judgment
    Would step from this to this? Sense sure you have,

    Else could you not have motion. But sure that sense
    Is apoplexed, for madness would not err,
    Nor sense to ecstasy was ne’er so thralled,
    But it reserved some quantity of choice
    To serve in such a difference. What devil was ’t

    That thus hath cozened you at hoodman-blind?
    Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight,
    Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all,
    Or but a sickly part of one true sense
    Could not so mope. O shame, where is thy blush?

    Rebellious hell,
    If thou canst mutine in a citizen's bones,
    To flaming youth let virtue be as wax
    And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame
    When the compulsive ardor gives the charge,

    Since frost itself as actively doth burn,
    And reason panders will."

    #shakespear #hamlet #trump #fainting #uspol

    reddit.com/r/nextfuckinglevel/

  2. CW: Long hamlet quote repurposed as political jab at the felon in chief.

    "Look here upon this picture and on this,
    The counterfeit presentment of two presidents.
    See, what a grace was seated on this brow?
    Hyperion’s curls, the front of Jove himself,

    An eye like Mars to threaten and command,
    A station like the herald Mercury
    New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill—
    A combination and a form indeed
    Where every god did seem to set his seal

    To give the world assurance of a man.
    This was your president. Look you now, what follows.

    Here is your president, like a mildewed ear
    Blasting his wholesome predecessor.

    Have you eyes?
    Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed

    And batten on this moor? Ha, have you eyes?
    You cannot call it policy, for at your age
    The heyday in the law is tame, it’s humble,
    And waits upon the judgment. And what judgment
    Would step from this to this? Sense sure you have,

    Else could you not have motion. But sure that sense
    Is apoplexed, for madness would not err,
    Nor sense to ecstasy was ne’er so thralled,
    But it reserved some quantity of choice
    To serve in such a difference. What devil was ’t

    That thus hath cozened you at hoodman-blind?
    Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight,
    Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all,
    Or but a sickly part of one true sense
    Could not so mope. O shame, where is thy blush?

    Rebellious hell,
    If thou canst mutine in a citizen's bones,
    To flaming youth let virtue be as wax
    And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame
    When the compulsive ardor gives the charge,

    Since frost itself as actively doth burn,
    And reason panders will."

    #shakespear #hamlet #trump #fainting #uspol

    reddit.com/r/nextfuckinglevel/

  3. CW: Long hamlet quote repurposed as political jab at the felon in chief.

    "Look here upon this picture and on this,
    The counterfeit presentment of two presidents.
    See, what a grace was seated on this brow?
    Hyperion’s curls, the front of Jove himself,

    An eye like Mars to threaten and command,
    A station like the herald Mercury
    New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill—
    A combination and a form indeed
    Where every god did seem to set his seal

    To give the world assurance of a man.
    This was your president. Look you now, what follows.

    Here is your president, like a mildewed ear
    Blasting his wholesome predecessor.

    Have you eyes?
    Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed

    And batten on this moor? Ha, have you eyes?
    You cannot call it policy, for at your age
    The heyday in the law is tame, it’s humble,
    And waits upon the judgment. And what judgment
    Would step from this to this? Sense sure you have,

    Else could you not have motion. But sure that sense
    Is apoplexed, for madness would not err,
    Nor sense to ecstasy was ne’er so thralled,
    But it reserved some quantity of choice
    To serve in such a difference. What devil was ’t

    That thus hath cozened you at hoodman-blind?
    Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight,
    Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all,
    Or but a sickly part of one true sense
    Could not so mope. O shame, where is thy blush?

    Rebellious hell,
    If thou canst mutine in a citizen's bones,
    To flaming youth let virtue be as wax
    And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame
    When the compulsive ardor gives the charge,

    Since frost itself as actively doth burn,
    And reason panders will."

    reddit.com/r/nextfuckinglevel/

  4. CW: Long hamlet quote repurposed as political jab at the felon in chief.

    "Look here upon this picture and on this,
    The counterfeit presentment of two presidents.
    See, what a grace was seated on this brow?
    Hyperion’s curls, the front of Jove himself,

    An eye like Mars to threaten and command,
    A station like the herald Mercury
    New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill—
    A combination and a form indeed
    Where every god did seem to set his seal

    To give the world assurance of a man.
    This was your president. Look you now, what follows.

    Here is your president, like a mildewed ear
    Blasting his wholesome predecessor.

    Have you eyes?
    Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed

    And batten on this moor? Ha, have you eyes?
    You cannot call it policy, for at your age
    The heyday in the law is tame, it’s humble,
    And waits upon the judgment. And what judgment
    Would step from this to this? Sense sure you have,

    Else could you not have motion. But sure that sense
    Is apoplexed, for madness would not err,
    Nor sense to ecstasy was ne’er so thralled,
    But it reserved some quantity of choice
    To serve in such a difference. What devil was ’t

    That thus hath cozened you at hoodman-blind?
    Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight,
    Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all,
    Or but a sickly part of one true sense
    Could not so mope. O shame, where is thy blush?

    Rebellious hell,
    If thou canst mutine in a citizen's bones,
    To flaming youth let virtue be as wax
    And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame
    When the compulsive ardor gives the charge,

    Since frost itself as actively doth burn,
    And reason panders will."

    #shakespear #hamlet #trump #fainting #uspol

    reddit.com/r/nextfuckinglevel/

  5. Concern over hugely popular squashed-face breeds such as #pugs and #French #bulldogs has grown in recent years, not least because they are prone to short lives and myriad health problems.

    One of the main worries with such brachycephalic breeds is that their flat faces mean they are susceptible to respiratory problems.
    Experts say #noisy breathing, #snoring and #fainting after exercise are all signs that a dog is struggling for air.
    Some even require surgery to open their nostrils or remove soft tissue to help them breathe.

    Now concerns have been raised that Crufts has gone to the dogs after a French bulldog called #Elton scooped top gongs at the show.

    Among those to express their unease was Jemima Harrison, an award-winning producer and director of science-led documentaries and a campaigner for health and welfare reform in dog breeding.
    “This French bulldog – with no discernible nostrils and an almost concave face – won not just best of breed at Crufts today but also the Utility Group,” she wrote on X. “A terrible day for the breed. Am gutted.”
    Dr Sean McCormack, a vet and presenter, also noted that Elton had severely pinched nostrils.
    “Nothing like the revised breed standard that asked for more muzzle, more nose, to alleviate the health problems associated with being such a flat-faced breed,” he said in a TikTok video.
    The breed standard for the French bulldog, released in 2021, states that such dogs should have a “well defined muzzle that can clearly be viewed in profile” and nostrils that should be “visibly” open.

    theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2