#Drive
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Saw a tweet talking about mischaracterization of K from Blade Runner and Driver from Drive as macho alpha male (yes I watched some rygo movie because phm is messing with my brains) and got so riled up remembering a video I saw a few days ago. I just remember the guy in the video calling driver a sigma male and I had to click out the video because it’s so egregiously wrong that if you come to that conclusion you literally did not watch the movie.
The Last Dawn of Muttistan In the final hour, the skies over what was once the muttland. No one remembered who fired first. Some said it was the old grudges from the East, others whispered of ancient debts called in from across the Pacific. It didn’t matter. The missiles came in waves—hypersonic lances streaking through the stratosphere like divine judgment. Cities that had once pulsed with neon arrogance vanished in fireballs hotter than the surface of the sun. New York, Washington, Los Angeles, Chicago, Houston—every throbbing heart of the empire turned to glass and ash in seconds. The Amerimutts, that vast, loud, multicolored horde who had strutted across the world stage for a century, were gone. Every last one. From the obese reality-TV descendants in their McMansions to the lean athletes, the bureaucrats, the activists, the soldiers, the dreamers, and the damned. Nuked out of existence. Muttistan was no more. The world held its breath as the mushroom clouds rose. Then, slowly, it exhaled. In the quiet that followed, old borders reasserted themselves without American meddling. Europe stopped pretending to be one happy family and remembered its languages and grudges. The Middle East, freed from both petrodollars and endless interventions, settled into its ancient rhythms—bloody, yes, but its own . China turned inward, no longer needing to perform for or against a dead superpower. Russia reclaimed its sphere with the grim satisfaction of a neighbor who finally watched the loud drunk next door choke on his own vomit. Peace, strange and uneasy, settled over the planet like fresh snow on a battlefield. In the untouched villages of rural India, people gathered around evening fires and spoke of the Mutts in hushed, almost mythical tones. “They were everywhere once,” an old farmer said, passing a chillum. “Shouting about freedom while bombing weddings. Now? Dust.” Children who had never seen an American movie laughed at the stories of their rainbow-haired warriors and endless culture wars. The world felt… lighter. In Tokyo, salarymen worked longer hours without the shadow of Hollywood ideals or Wall Street volatility. In Lagos, markets thrived without the distortion of foreign aid tied to lectures. Even in the ruins themselves—great blackened craters where flyover country used to be—nature began its patient work. Green shoots pushed through irradiated soil. Wolves returned to the empty streets of former suburbs. Radiation levels would take generations to normalize, but the planet, vast and indifferent, had seen worse. A young European historian, writing what would become the definitive Post-American Chronicles , summed it up best: “They called it the end of history once. Then history ended them. For all their noise, their flags, their endless exports of chaos wrapped in entertainment, the world did not collapse without them. It simply continued. And in the silence after the bombs, many found—for the first time in decades—something resembling peace.” Years later, travelers through the former Muttistan wore lead-lined suits and Geiger counters. They walked among the melted skyscraper skeletons and whispered the old names like curses or prayers: Hollywood, Silicon Valley, Wall Street. Nothing answered back. The world turned. The sun rose. And somewhere, in a quiet café in a city that had never mattered to America, two old enemies who once glared at each other across a proxy war shared a drink and toasted the same thing: “To the end of the loudest voice in the room.” Finally, peace.
साकची बाजार में पार्किंग स्थलों पर अवैध कब्जा पड़ेगा भारी, जेएनएसी ने चलाया अतिक्रमण हटाओ अभियान जमशेदपुर : जमशेदपुर में साकची समेत सभी बाजारों में पार्किंग स्थलों पर अवैध कब्जा भारी पड़ेगा। जिला प्रशासन की ओर से लगातार कार्रवाई की जाएगी।… https://townpost.net/2026/06/13/illegal-occupation-of-parking-spaces-in-sakchi-market-to-invite-strict-action-jnac-launches-anti-encroachment-drive/ https://townpost.net/2026/06/13/illegal-occupation-of-parking-spaces-in-sakchi-market-to-invite-strict-action-jnac-launches-anti-encroachment-drive/?utm_source=tumblr&utm_medium=jetpack_social
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