As was widely reported in recent newstories, the U.S. army has destroyed several hundred million dollars of Daesh funds with their favorite method of conflict resolution, namely bombing the shit out of it. However, the destruction of U.S. currency is illegal under U.S. law, and, as was verified after the bombings, ISIS had a lot of their cash-reserves in actual dollar-bills. As soon as this became public knowledge, several prosecutors in the U.S. filed charges against the army. Within weeks, the U.S. was aflame with debate over the physical destruction of U.S. currency held by "enemy organisations".
The actual case is pending at the supreme court as of now, but Daesh has already prepared for a favourable outcome, equipping both their vehicles and their fighters with dollar-suits. As one of their leaders put it: "If they are taking this all the way to the supreme court when it's done by their army, you can be sure that they'll sue anybody else who does it."
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mercredi 27 avril 2016
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vendredi 22 avril 2016
1999
The year was 1999,
and somehow we all knew there wasn't going to be another one quite
like it for at least a thousand years. I had gotten into an accident a
couple days ago, 'cause I was going too fast, and might have fallen
asleep at the wheel. So my little red corvette was in the shop, which
sucked. I loved that car.
And to make things
worse, the shock of the accident had left me with a high fever, and I
spent two days being completely delirious, pretending to be married
to my living room. All in all, it was a rather strange experience.
Anyway, I had to go
out tonight for a session of dance, music, sex, romance with a couple
friends. So I rented a car, some shitty automatic pile of garbage.
But it got the job done, and I met up with my pals outside the disco
two hours later. They were already in party mood. John didn't stop
saying that there had to be something in the water, and the way he
acted, you had to believe him. The dude was high as fuck.
The owner was in a
good mood that night, and gave us a couple drinks for free, which was
a nice gesture, but meant I had to grab a taxi to get home. The lady
cab driver asked me where to, and it took me a while to answer. “New
York!” I said after a few seconds.
“New York?”, she
asked, bemused.
“Yeah girl. All
the critics love U over there. Sounds like the place to be.”
“That's gonna be a
long drive...”
“Not to worry,
darling. I'll find us something to do with our time. Did I tell you
that I'm an international lover?”
jeudi 21 avril 2016
mercredi 20 avril 2016
Politics that didn't Happen
In early 2016, US congress passed a bill that allowed relatives of the victimes of the 9/11 attacks to sue Saudi-Arabia. This, of course, put a strain on US-Saudi relationships, but it was nothing that a couple oil deals couldn't smooth over. It did, however, open the door to a whole new category of lawsuits.
Since Saudi-Arabia could be held, at least in part, responsible for the 9/11 attacks, this meant that other countries, too, could be held responsible for terrorist acts that were committed by its citizens, or planned on its soil. And it wasn't long before french citizens launched a lawsuit against Belgium.
The belgians thought that they, too, should be awarded some form of compensation, and sued their own government. After that, all hell broke loose.
Governments started suing each other, people sued the families of both those responsible for attacks, and those present at the attack but who got away unhurt, because they could have taken the place of their loved ones, and might have avoided doing so by "treachery or deceit", as was written in one filing.
Of course, not wanting to get left behind, Daesh, Al-Quaeda and others started suing too, mainly on the ground that lax security had permitted their members to become criminals and live in infamy, and also get sued a lot, something for which they wanted compensation from the governments responsible. It did not take long for wars to turn into legal battles. And once the lawyers took over, things really started to get ugly.
Since Saudi-Arabia could be held, at least in part, responsible for the 9/11 attacks, this meant that other countries, too, could be held responsible for terrorist acts that were committed by its citizens, or planned on its soil. And it wasn't long before french citizens launched a lawsuit against Belgium.
The belgians thought that they, too, should be awarded some form of compensation, and sued their own government. After that, all hell broke loose.
Governments started suing each other, people sued the families of both those responsible for attacks, and those present at the attack but who got away unhurt, because they could have taken the place of their loved ones, and might have avoided doing so by "treachery or deceit", as was written in one filing.
Of course, not wanting to get left behind, Daesh, Al-Quaeda and others started suing too, mainly on the ground that lax security had permitted their members to become criminals and live in infamy, and also get sued a lot, something for which they wanted compensation from the governments responsible. It did not take long for wars to turn into legal battles. And once the lawyers took over, things really started to get ugly.
lundi 18 avril 2016
Citations that weren't Made
"It's only once you realize you don't have to, that you start wanting to."
vendredi 15 avril 2016
Gotcha!
It's amazing how you
sometimes see the right things at the right time. The other day,
I was walking through the grey mass of concrete that is downtown. The
sky was overcast, and a few raindrops timidly made the journey from
the clouds overhead down to earth. It was one of those days were the
dreariness of modern life hits you full face, the clouds and the
buildings merging into one big monotonous blob. Even the violent
proof of life that real rain would have given the scene was denied.
And with each step I took, the realization that we were being
stripped, slowly but surely, of anything real, of anything tangible
that could be found in life, sunk in a little bit further. And just
before the depression set in for real, I saw it.
Up in the corner of
one of the buildings sprouting from a clogged-up rain gutter, was a
bright yellow flower. Because no matter how much you try to hide it,
and no matter how much you try to make people forget about it, the
beauty of life will never vanish.
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