The CIA developed dragonfly drones in the 70s IIRC, though they had no active electronics and were heated by a laser to guide them (and possibly to measure acoustic vibrations). It’s not clear whether they found a practical use for them.

“When they go low, we go high”

As foretold in the Book of Armaments

I agree that Brighton is the wrong place for this sort of thing. A tour of shopping centres in economically depressed areas would have been more appropriate, perhaps with some third-tier 90s boy/girl band most people have forgotten.

“Death to X” is how the idiomatic Farsi equivalent of “fuck X” translates literally. A driver stuck in a traffic jam in Tehran could be expected to say “death to this traffic” without any murderous intent.

Also, apparently a collection of anime and a lot of porn.

There’s probably a classified CIA file which contains Bin Laden’s fursona.

About time. Modern induction cooktops heat up at least as quickly as gas, and don’t put the inhabitants at risk of asthma.

Tell me you’re not in Europe without saying you’re not in Europe

The one person successfully cured of Nazism

That’s Belgian

EU brandishes a wet lettuce leaf in warning

Progressive party in “intolerance of regressive views” shocker

The other option in the other direction is to join a swingers’ club or similar and keep it purely sexual, though leave open the possibility that something more may come of it.

You may be better off joining a club/group activity around a common interest. That way, even if you don’t meet anyone, you have something to do that isn’t soul-destroying.

LMFAO

Danes, or as they’re called in America, Lego Germans.

I wonder whether his descendants are still in the upper strata of the aristocracy, managing an ancient pot of money from a yacht in Monaco or a small, high-ceilinged office in Geneva, the logo of their private bank paying tribute to their fortune’s history with a well-hidden fart joke.

This sounds like, in the best case, it’d be like one of those Christian alternative-rock festivals, organised to demonstrate that you don’t need the Devil’s music to have fun, where you have bands playing watered-down, Jesused-up versions of punk/emo/metal and some dad in Vans and a studded belt taking the mike between bands to tell everyone that the raddest thing is to obey your parents and abstain from drugs and premarital sex.

A more likely scenario, though, would involve this being to some extent an anti-wokeness hate rally, with conspiracy theories about how the foundations of Western Civilisation are under threat from the gays and communists and, of course, (((those people))).

She just wants to tell you your porn star name

Had he prevailed, the tankies would be lauding him, and Stalinists would be those talking up a utopian road never taken.