Remember when our president and the secretary of war were bombing fishing boats in the Caribbean willy nilly? Well, we finally know how effective that whole initiative was in stopping drugs from flowing into the U.S. Or should I say, how not effective. Esquire political columnist Charles P. Pierce has the full scoop below. Click, read, and shake your head. —Chris Hatler, deputy editor
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As if we needed more confirmation that Pete Hegseth and our defense department are both psychotic and ineffectual.
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Granted, it is a few dozen bungled policies ago, but remember when we were blowing up fishing boats in the Caribbean as part of the administration’s Operation Dude Bro antidrug strategy? Well, the results are in, and they are sadly predictable.
We now know that this misbegotten band of boobs and yahoos has formulated an antidrug policy that’s as futile and dumbassed as those of every other administration that killed people with promiscuous glee, blowing fishermen out of the water and claiming, utterly without evidence, that they were all drug couriers. The psychopathy is the difference.
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Increasingly, the people I talk to are not thrilled by their TVs. Televisions themselves are fine; they’re higher quality than ever before. But now that displays typically start at 65 inches, consumers are starting to get rubbed the wrong way by these giant, monolithic black boxes hogging up wall space. This is why art TVs, which can turn to a Monet when you’re not watching House of the Dragon, are becoming so common. But it can also explain why we’re seeing a little comeback for projectors.
XGIMI has become my go-to fand easy-to-use, “smart” projectors, and the Vibe One is its most adaptable yet. On the surface, it’s a basic long-throw 1080p projector with one HDMI port, one USB port, and a handle. But looks are deceiving. This thing is as capable of streaming as easily as any smart TV. That’s not to mention the fact that it can double as both a Bluetooth speaker or ambient light. It’s an ideal indoor projector for any man cave, but take it outside to the garden party and watch the vibe shift happen in real time. Soon, you’ll be wondering why you’re even keeping your TV anyway.
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This was 20-some years ago. I was in the Army, stationed in rural Louisiana and dating Chloe, who was another soldier in my unit. Chloe was an amateur boxer—and an alcoholic. She would get punchy when she was drunk. That night, we were camping and we were drinking. I don’t recall who or what started it.
I felt incredibly shitty about it the next day. I was like, What the fuck did I do? This isn’t who I am. This isn’t who I want to be. So I never did it again. But things only got worse. A couple times she clocked me so hard that I fell to the ground, and she’d just keep hitting.
I wasn’t going to admit that my girlfriend was beating me. But pretending I got into bar fights meant that people didn’t want to hang out with me. I eventually told a female friend about the abuse, and she was like, “I dunno, suck it up.” I’m not mad at her. I felt the same way. In our culture, we don’t understand what abuse against men looks like or how to process it. And even if we see it, we don’t know what to do about it.
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