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Petraeus: Taliban should be held accountable for sheltering terrorist killed in US strike
Retired Gen. David Petraeus, who led U.S. forces in Afghanistan during the Obama administration, on Wednesday said that the Taliban has violated the Doha Agreement and should be held accountable.

Petraeus said that al Qaeda leader Ayman al-Zawahiri‘s presence in Afghanistan indicates that the Taliban “went back” on their agreement in Doha brokered under the Trump administration.

In an appearance on CNN’s “New Day,” Petraeus said that the Taliban had “completely” violated the pact, in which they said they were not going to give shelter to or allow safe haven for international extremists.

“And here you have the leader of al Qaeda, whom we’ve been pursuing for over 20 years, right downtown, in a house that reportedly was controlled by the No. 2 in the Taliban Haqqani regime, Sirajuddin Haqqani, who, by the way, has a $10 million bounty on his head as well.”

He added that the U.S. will have to continue to focus on Afghanistan to ensure that other militant leaders don’t emerge there.

A senior administration official said Monday that a drone strike with Hellfire missiles was conducted Saturday night Eastern time — Sunday morning in Kabul — that targeted and killed al-Zawahiri, who was standing on the balcony of a safe house in Kabul.

When asked by host John Avlon how the U.S. will hold the Taliban accountable for sheltering al-Zawahiri, Petraeus said that the U.S. would most likely slow the pace of the release of $3.5 billion in frozen Afghan assets, which are now Taliban assets.

He added that discussions had begun to release those assets through some mechanism that “would get to the Afghan people without enriching the Taliban.”

“I suspect that that’s going to move very, very slowly now.”

The retired general added that the U.S. will have to keep a close eye on the ISIS’s Afghan affiliate, which “has been carrying out the most horrific of attacks” and has been “trying to spark a sectarian civil war” in the country.

He added that the strike on al-Zawahiri shows U.S capabilities and assures those that questioned the Afghanistan withdrawal last year that the U.S. can keep a close eye on the country “from over the horizon.”

The strike on al-Zawahiri is a blow to al Qaeda and comes almost a year after the U.S. completed a full military withdrawal from Afghanistan after 20 years of war

Bet the Taliban are looking under the bed for whoever ratted out their buddy.
 

Unclebaldrick

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I am never sure where to put my "middle America Horror Stories". This is a long one but I think it is illustrative of what I am going through.

So I work with a guy who has been with the organization forever. He is nominally my boss and a piece of shit. I am his nemesis. He has been there long enough to retire but he hasn't yet. Getting him to retire is my goal. We are openly hostile with one another. He is an unintelligent person whose doppelganger is Foghorn Leghorn. His granddaddy was a Marine. So was mine. But whereas my grandfather fought the Chinese on the retreat from Chosin, his quit because of our involvement with the UN in Korea. Nevertheless, this bloated asshole uses military terms like he just came out of Camp Lejuene, even when they are hopelessly out of context. Hearing him say "no joy" is hilarious. I nearly fell on my ass when I first heard it. I go out of my way to annoy him by using the non-military alphabet with him. N as in Nancy, K as in Kippers, P as in Peachie etc. If he ever actually was in the military and ever led men into battle, the last military term on his mind before he died would be "fragging".

So last week he had a minor conflict with a union worker that we manage. He comes into the office all angry and refers to the guy as a "fucking faggot". I had not yet called him out for it. I have pondered forcing his retirement with a well placed email. I can only imagine what he calls me and my transgender child behind my back - but I have a pretty good idea.

Like I said, we openly hate eachother and he regularly calls me a 'fucking know it all'. I am, especially when compared to a know-nothing. It is one of the few things he is right about.

Ok, so the story. We use these at work.
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Until a year or two ago, the names of these things were unknown to most people. I pointed out that they are called carabiners. I mean, we literally could not order more because the lady who buys our supplies could not buy them off our company website because she had no idea what they were called. "They're carabiners" I told her and she found them immediately. Since then we always have them around and almost everybody calls them carabiners now.

So Foghorn comes in and asks the office lady for a "D-Ring" this morning. "A what?", she says. I helpfully say "he wants a carabiner". "Oh, here", she says grabbing one from her desk drawer. He turns to me and snarls, "they're called D-rings!", super hostile like.

I'm just leaving the office, so I get up from my desk, walk up to him and say, "yeah, I understand that there are a lot of terms that you old-timers use for things that have changed over the years. You might have been calling these D-rings but the whole rest of the world has been using them and calling them by their actually name: which is carabiner. If we run out of them, you can find D-rings on the company website under 'carabiner'. This is true of a lot of things, Brian", I continued. "For example, now we might use the term 'employee' or 'co-worker' instead of your preferred term of 'fucking faggot'. But what do I know, I'm just a know-it-all?" Then I smiled, walked around him, and went home.

Now that I have had my say, I will be reporting him to HR. There will be an investigation. Witnesses will be questioned. He will retire. And he will know exactly who fragged him.

It was a shitty week, but it ended well.
 

cannabineer

Ursus marijanus
unrelated rant: flying cars. Every single design I have seen is a plane with lip service to surface mobility.

It ain’t a flying car until (in car mode) it can beat an unmodified Toyota Prius around the Nürburgring.

Latest example of a plane with bad gear being touted as a car:

 

HGCC

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I am never sure where to put my "middle America Horror Stories". This is a long one but I think it is illustrative of what I am going through.

So I work with a guy who has been with the organization forever. He is nominally my boss and a piece of shit. I am his nemesis. He has been there long enough to retire but he hasn't yet. Getting him to retire is my goal. We are openly hostile with one another. He is an unintelligent person whose doppelganger is Foghorn Leghorn. His granddaddy was a Marine. So was mine. But whereas my grandfather fought the Chinese on the retreat from Chosin, his quit because of our involvement with the UN in Korea. Nevertheless, this bloated asshole uses military terms like he just came out of Camp Lejuene, even when they are hopelessly out of context. Hearing him say "no joy" is hilarious. I nearly fell on my ass when I first heard it. I go out of my way to annoy him by using the non-military alphabet with him. N as in Nancy, K as in Kippers, P as in Peachie etc. If he ever actually was in the military and ever led men into battle, the last military term on his mind before he died would be "fragging".

So last week he had a minor conflict with a union worker that we manage. He comes into the office all angry and refers to the guy as a "fucking faggot". I had not yet called him out for it. I have pondered forcing his retirement with a well placed email. I can only imagine what he calls me and my transgender child behind my back - but I have a pretty good idea.

Like I said, we openly hate eachother and he regularly calls me a 'fucking know it all'. I am, especially when compared to a know-nothing. It is one of the few things he is right about.

Ok, so the story. We use these at work.
View attachment 5175436

Until a year or two ago, the names of these things were unknown to most people. I pointed out that they are called carabiners. I mean, we literally could not order more because the lady who buys our supplies could not buy them off our company website because she had no idea what they were called. "They're carabiners" I told her and she found them immediately. Since then we always have them around and almost everybody calls them carabiners now.

So Foghorn comes in and asks the office lady for a "D-Ring" this morning. "A what?", she says. I helpfully say "he wants a carabiner". "Oh, here", she says grabbing one from her desk drawer. He turns to me and snarls, "they're called D-rings!", super hostile like.

I'm just leaving the office, so I get up from my desk, walk up to him and say, "yeah, I understand that there are a lot of terms that you old-timers use for things that have changed over the years. You might have been calling these D-rings but the whole rest of the world has been using them and calling them by their actually name: which is carabiner. If we run out of them, you can find D-rings on the company website under 'carabiner'. This is true of a lot of things, Brian", I continued. "For example, now we might use the term 'employee' or 'co-worker' instead of your preferred term of 'fucking faggot'. But what do I know, I'm just a know-it-all?" Then I smiled, walked around him, and went home.

Now that I have had my say, I will be reporting him to HR. There will be an investigation. Witnesses will be questioned. He will retire. And he will know exactly who fragged him.

It was a shitty week, but it ended well.
I enjoy the tales. It hammers home why I split, affirmation of the decision.
 

Unclebaldrick

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I enjoy the tales. It hammers home why I split, affirmation of the decision.
I hate it here. I have to believe that me being here serves a purpose. If I were not here, it would be hard to believe that these people not only exist but make up the majority of people in large regions of America as they do here.

Other jobs in the organization are not abundant. One just came up for Lansing, MI. I know Michigan pretty well but not Lansing. Did some digging. Not impressed.

Oh, i just filed a formal, non anonymous complaint. I write goodish. We will see what happens.
 

hanimmal

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I hate it here. I have to believe that me being here serves a purpose. If I were not here, it would be hard to believe that these people not only exist but make up the majority of people in large regions of America as they do here.

Other jobs in the organization are not abundant. One just came up for Lansing, MI. I know Michigan pretty well but not Lansing. Did some digging. Not impressed.

Oh, i just filed a formal, non anonymous complaint. I write goodish. We will see what happens.
Lansing is cool, I lived in East Lansing for a couple years when I went to MSU. It is not Ann Arbor or anything, but shit anything is better than Ohio (coming from a Michigander though).
 

HGCC

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I hate it here. I have to believe that me being here serves a purpose. If I were not here, it would be hard to believe that these people not only exist but make up the majority of people in large regions of America as they do here.

Other jobs in the organization are not abundant. One just came up for Lansing, MI. I know Michigan pretty well but not Lansing. Did some digging. Not impressed.

Oh, i just filed a formal, non anonymous complaint. I write goodish. We will see what happens.
My brother worked for a large union and was based out of lansing...no, it isnt better.

It has been a long time since I left and I have quite visiting often, it's pretty jarring when I do. I feel like Pauly Shore in Son in Law.

Edit: shit...yeah, it probably is better than ohio.
 

Unclebaldrick

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Lansing is cool, I lived in East Lansing for a couple years when I went to MSU. It is not Ann Arbor or anything, but shit anything is better than Ohio (coming from a Michigander though).
I have not been shy about expressing my opinion with Ohioans that Michigan is ten times the state that Ohio is.

I will apply.


Got to get the hell out - for the children.
 

CunningCanuk

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I am never sure where to put my "middle America Horror Stories". This is a long one but I think it is illustrative of what I am going through.

So I work with a guy who has been with the organization forever. He is nominally my boss and a piece of shit. I am his nemesis. He has been there long enough to retire but he hasn't yet. Getting him to retire is my goal. We are openly hostile with one another. He is an unintelligent person whose doppelganger is Foghorn Leghorn. His granddaddy was a Marine. So was mine. But whereas my grandfather fought the Chinese on the retreat from Chosin, his quit because of our involvement with the UN in Korea. Nevertheless, this bloated asshole uses military terms like he just came out of Camp Lejuene, even when they are hopelessly out of context. Hearing him say "no joy" is hilarious. I nearly fell on my ass when I first heard it. I go out of my way to annoy him by using the non-military alphabet with him. N as in Nancy, K as in Kippers, P as in Peachie etc. If he ever actually was in the military and ever led men into battle, the last military term on his mind before he died would be "fragging".

So last week he had a minor conflict with a union worker that we manage. He comes into the office all angry and refers to the guy as a "fucking faggot". I had not yet called him out for it. I have pondered forcing his retirement with a well placed email. I can only imagine what he calls me and my transgender child behind my back - but I have a pretty good idea.

Like I said, we openly hate eachother and he regularly calls me a 'fucking know it all'. I am, especially when compared to a know-nothing. It is one of the few things he is right about.

Ok, so the story. We use these at work.
View attachment 5175436

Until a year or two ago, the names of these things were unknown to most people. I pointed out that they are called carabiners. I mean, we literally could not order more because the lady who buys our supplies could not buy them off our company website because she had no idea what they were called. "They're carabiners" I told her and she found them immediately. Since then we always have them around and almost everybody calls them carabiners now.

So Foghorn comes in and asks the office lady for a "D-Ring" this morning. "A what?", she says. I helpfully say "he wants a carabiner". "Oh, here", she says grabbing one from her desk drawer. He turns to me and snarls, "they're called D-rings!", super hostile like.

I'm just leaving the office, so I get up from my desk, walk up to him and say, "yeah, I understand that there are a lot of terms that you old-timers use for things that have changed over the years. You might have been calling these D-rings but the whole rest of the world has been using them and calling them by their actually name: which is carabiner. If we run out of them, you can find D-rings on the company website under 'carabiner'. This is true of a lot of things, Brian", I continued. "For example, now we might use the term 'employee' or 'co-worker' instead of your preferred term of 'fucking faggot'. But what do I know, I'm just a know-it-all?" Then I smiled, walked around him, and went home.

Now that I have had my say, I will be reporting him to HR. There will be an investigation. Witnesses will be questioned. He will retire. And he will know exactly who fragged him.

It was a shitty week, but it ended well.
D-rings? They aren’t even in the ring family, ffs.
 

CunningCanuk

Well-Known Member
I hate it here. I have to believe that me being here serves a purpose. If I were not here, it would be hard to believe that these people not only exist but make up the majority of people in large regions of America as they do here.

Other jobs in the organization are not abundant. One just came up for Lansing, MI. I know Michigan pretty well but not Lansing. Did some digging. Not impressed.

Oh, i just filed a formal, non anonymous complaint. I write goodish. We will see what happens.
Come to Canada! We are the D-ring capital of the world!
 
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