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Mile High Club (Mina)

Mina is a senior flight attendant of an airline. The stewardess uniform tightly wraps her towering breasts and round buttocks, , also her angelic face, always allow her attracting countless envious glances when shuttle through the air.

As a senior flight attendant, Mina knows the first-class passengers on the plane very well. She knows which passengers will stare at her beautiful legs as soon as they board the plane, and which guests like to deliberately touch her butt when collecting their luggage. some people will even send her obscene invitations to " take care of " themselves during the flight.

Mina never refuses invitations from these men because she knows her advantages - she has a mesmerizing face and a pair of beautiful legs that can drive any man crazy. Whenever Mina sees the first-class guests casting fiery glances at her, she knows she has a new target.

Mina walked lightly to the first-class seat in black pointed high heels, attracting the attention of many people along the way.

She sat nimbly next to a middle-aged man about forty years old. This was not the first time this guest had taken this flight. Mina recognized his squinting eyes immediately.

" Hello, sir, I am Mina, the steward of this flight . Do you need anything?" Mina smiled and handed over a glass of red wine. Her little hand slipped across the man's arm intentionally or unintentionally, causing the other person to immediately become short of breath.

"Ah... no, no... I'm just... honored to be on your flight..." the man replied incoherently, and Mina noticed that his eyes kept rolling on her thighs.

"Then, if you have any needs, sir, please call me at any time and I will try my best to satisfy you." Mina put the red wine in front of the man, got up and walked towards the other passengers.

" Really ... is it okay ...?" The man looked at Mina 's back in surprise, watching her tall and graceful figure gradually move away, with an evil smile on his lips.

Of course, Mina understood the meaning behind this smile, she had expected it, but this was her job - to meet the various needs of first-class guests, even those that went beyond ordinary etiquette.

Sure enough, after the meal was over, the middle-aged man pressed the internal call button. Mina smiled knowingly, opened the hatch and walked in. "Sir, how can I help you?" Mina stood in front of the man and asked with a low eyebrow.

The men looked at Mina lustfully : "I want ... to let you stay with me here for a little while ... just for a little while ..."

Mina blinked innocently: "Here? But this is against the rules..."

"Don't be afraid... we'll keep the noise down... and I'm willing to give you some tips..." The man quickly took out a stack of thick bills from his wallet, put it on the table and pushed it to Mina.

Mina's eyes wandered between the banknotes and the man, and she quickly decided: "Since you are so sincere, then I have to try my best..."

She walked up behind the man, quietly unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt with her little hands, and whispered softly in her ear: "Sir...how do you want me to 'take care' of you...?"

The man's breathing suddenly became heavy. He reached out and grabbed Mina's arm and pulled her into his arms...

Mina smiled knowingly. She stood up and closed the seat partition to ensure that no one would disturb their "game".

Returning to the man, Mina leaned down, stretched out her tongue and licked the man's neck, leaving wet traces. "Sir, do you think my 'care' is adequate now?"

The man had been completely aroused by Mina. He roughly pulled open Mina's collar and covered her breasts with his hands and keep kneaded them. "Oh...it's so cool...I really should have chosen first class earlier..."

Mina hummed softly, raised her neck and let the man bite her throat. Her little hand restlessly inserted into the man's crotch, skillfully found the hot hard cock, and began to stroke it up and down.

" Umm ... you are so amazing ... It is already so big ..." Mina looked at the man with charming eyes and increased the speed of her hand.

"Fuck! It's so fucking exciting..." the man roared, grabbing Mina's wrist to stop her movement, then grabbed her collar and ripped it open, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

" Miss Mina ... I want you to give it to me now ..." the man gasped and growled. Mina nodded with a smile, knelt on the ground and took off the man's pants ...

Mina gently took off the man's pants and underwear. The man's already highly erected penis eagerly popped out and jumped twice in the air.

"Oh...it's so energetic..." Mina wrapped her fingers around the thick and hard penis, stroked it up and down a few times before lowering her head and swallowing the tip into her mouth.

"Ah...Miss Mina...so good..." The man cried out comfortably, and inserted one hand into Mina's hair to press her head down, while the other hand reached into Mina's open top. The pair of white and tender breasts were rubbed vigorously inside.

Mina didn't care about the man's rough movements. She skillfully swallowed the huge thing in her mouth, and occasionally lick the sensitive crown with the tip of her tongue to arouse the man's excitement.

"It feels so good... You are much better than that whore last time..." The man became more and more excited. He simply picked up Mina's head and inserted it completely. His abdomen hit her chin and made a loud slapping sound.

Mina tried her best to relax her throat to allow the man to thrust easily, sucking and swallowing with the men’s rhythm at the same time. Soon the man's breathing became heavy and rapid, the only thing left in the cabin was the man's sensual moans and the gurgling sound of water in Mina's throat...

With Mina's efforts, the man quickly reached climax. He held Mina's head firmly against his crotch, and a thick white liquid spurted out, pouring all of it into Mina's mouth.

Mina did not spit out the man's penis immediately, but swallowed every drop of semen in her mouth, and did not raise her head until the man softened.

" Miss Mina ... you are so wonderful ..." the man gasped, still stroking Mina 's hair with his big hands.

Mina smiled and wiped away the residue from her lips, then crawled back onto the man: " In that case, sir, do you want more ' care ‘? "

Without saying a word, the man pushed Mina down on the seat and eagerly pulled open her uniform skirt, revealing the narrow thong between her slender legs. " Fuck ... you little evil ... I'm going to fuck you up ..." The man growled, taking off his clothes, stepping forward and possessing Mina fiercely...

"Ah... so deep... you are so powerful..." Mina raised her neck and hummed softly. The man's penis was thick, long and powerful, and it reached the deepest point at once.

The man grabbed Mina's waist and pumped her quickly, hitting her every time, causing Mina to moan intermittently. "Scream louder...I like to hear your voice..." the man ordered, while increasing the intensity.

" Oh ... Sir ... be gentle ... I won't be able to bear it ..." Mina twisted her waist to escape from the man's control, but it only made the man more excited.

"Little evil... you just need to be fucked..." The man rushed forward and kissed Mina on the lips, holding her swaying breasts in his big hands and kneading them.

Mina responded to the man's deep kiss, inserted one hand between the two of them, and gently twisted the man's scrotum, while the other hand left scratch marks on the man's back.

"Hmm... It's so fucking exciting... You really should be a prostitute..." The man was so excited by Mina's reaction that his penis expanded more and more, and each penetration brought Mina greater pleasure.

In the midst of this passion, the plane suddenly encountered turbulence, and the fuselage began to vibrate violently. "Be careful...ah..." Mina exclaimed, hugging the man's shoulders tightly with both hands, and the two of them swayed on the chair.

"Fuck...I don't care...let's continue..." The man gritted his teeth, fixed Mina's buttocks with his hands and continued to thrust violently, as if he wanted to penetrate her...

Mina lost control due to the man's collision. She raised her head and threw her hair away. She screamed and twisted her waist desperately, seeming to enjoy this wild pleasure.

The bumps in the fuselage caused the two of them to constantly collide and rub against each other, which only added to the excitement of sex. Mina's legs were wrapped around the man's waist, her fingers dug deep into his back, and her nails made bloody marks.

"Fuck...it feels so good...I'm going to cum..." the man growled, speeding up his thrusts and gushing out in the deepest part of Mina.

Mina also reached climax at the same time. She screamed and stretched her waist, her vagina tightened around the man's penis like a spasm, and a large amount of honey gushed out.

" Ah ... that's great ..." Mina fell into the man's arms exhausted, her forehead covered with beads of sweat.

The man chuckled lightly and kissed the corner of Mina's lips: "Your 'care' is so perfect... I will only choose you when I fly first class in the future..."

Mina chuckled and whispered in the man's ear: " Then we'll see you on the next flight ..."

When the man heard this, he was immediately excited. He hugged Mina tightly and planned to have a second round...

"Wait..." Mina suddenly pushed the man away with an embarrassed expression.

"What's wrong?" The man looked at Mina in confusion.

Mina blushed and shook her head: "For the second round of your special service, we need to charge some extra fees..."

The man's eyes widened: "What do you mean? Aren't you a flight attendant on the plane?"

Mina said: " Yes, but to provide such a long-term special service to one customer, there is still an additional charge ..."

"What?!" The man was furious. He stood up angrily: "So you are playing tricks on me..."

Mina quickly grabbed the man and explained aggrievedly: "Don't be angry... Of course I am willing to serve you, but this is not in compliance with company regulations... If I am found out, I will lose my job..."

"Then how much do you want?" the man asked.

Mina thought for a moment and held out three fingers hesitantly.

"Three thousand?!" The man was shocked.

" No ... it's three hundred thousand ..." Mina said with a blush.

"What?! Do you think I'm being taken advantage of?" the man was furious.

Mina immediately put on a pitiful look: " But sir ... I really can't provide such services for free ... You just said that I am much better than a prostitute ..."

The man sighed helplessly. He took out a thick stack of cash from the suitcase and threw it to Mina: "Okay... take it..."

After getting the money, Mina immediately changed into a different person. She knelt on the ground and leaned down again, using her gloves to touch the man's genitals while taking it into her mouth.

" Ah ... little fairy ... you are really ..." The man felt Mina 's skill and closed his eyes comfortably. Mina licked the man like a charming cat, her tongue swirled around the crown, and then suddenly slid into the deepest recess, scraping the sensitive spots teasingly.

"Oh... you're really good at licking..." The man couldn't help but hold down Mina's head and completely insert his penis into her mouth.

Mina obediently allowed herself to be manipulated by the man. The tip of her tongue hung at the base of the penis, rubbing the sensitive parts as the man thrust. "I'm going to cum..." The man's breathing became heavy. He held Mina's head firmly, thrust dozens of times, and then poured all the hot fluid into Mina's mouth.

Mina carefully swallowed every drop of semen, raised her head and showed a charming smile to the man: "Do you have any other 'requests'?"

The man stared at Mina's flushed lips and smiled evilly: "I want to fuck every hole in your body..." Mina immediately understood what the man meant. She turned over and lay on the seat, raising her butt high: "Then come on...please enjoy my back garden..."

The man stared intently at Mina's buttocks. Her vagina had not yet been closed, and the pink flesh walls could be vaguely seen, as well as the white turbid semen that was constantly flowing out. "What a beauty..." The man reached out and slapped Mina on the buttocks with emotion, causing her to scream.

"Moan..." the man ordered. He held Mina's waist and slowly advanced. The front end of his cock separated the pink anus and gradually sank into it. "Ah...Sir...slower..." Mina raised her head and gasped, feeling a strange pleasure from the thick foreign object invading her anus.

The man ignored Mina's pleas. He grabbed Mina's waist and pushed hard, inserting the entire penis into Mina's anus. "Oh..." Mina whispered in a daze. She felt that part of her body was stretched to the limit, and the man's penis jumped up and down in her body, bringing waves of tingling pleasure.

The man began to thrust rapidly. His penis was tightly wrapped by Mina's ass, and every inch of skin was rubbing, causing an extreme sense of comfort. "It feels so fucking good...you little devil..." the man growled and sped up, hitting Mina's G-spot with every penetration, causing her to scream.

"Ah...don't...too deep...sir..." Mina cried, the pain and pleasure coming from her anus made her almost lose her mind. The man doesn't care about so much, he just wants to indulge in Mina. His big hands pinched Mina's breasts, kneading them into various shapes, and pinched the sensitive nipples with his fingertips.

"Moan louder...I'm going to fuck you out..." The man gasped, his penis moving in and out of Mina's body quickly.

"Oh...Sir...I can't survive...I'm going to be broken..." Mina burst into tears. She felt that her lower body was completely out of control, and streams of juice could not stop pouring out of her vagina.

"Then let me see how wild you can be..." The man bit Mina's shoulder viciously, and his penis hit the deepest part, and then erupted again amidst Mina's high-pitched moans. White turbid semen spurted out and poured into Mina's rectum, mixing with the previous semen, making the entire anus look even muddier.

"It feels so fucking good...you are such a natural born slut..." The man pulled out his penis, covered Mina's buttocks with one hand, turned her over and pressed her on the seat, and once again buried his head in her Chest biting and sucking...

Mina looked at the man in front of her who was crazy about her with joy. She understood that as long as she could make him cum more often, she would get higher rewards.

"Do you still want it... Are you satisfied with Mina's service... Do you still want more?” Mina’s teasing is so effective that the men’s cock starts to rise again. "You little evil..." the man growled. He grabbed Mina's hands and held them above her head. Then he lowered his head and kissed Mina's red lips hard.

Mina responded to the kiss passionately, her tongue protruding into the man's mouth and entangled with his. At the same time, she felt a hot thing squeeze into her body, slowly but surely moving deeper.

" Ah ... Sir ... you are so amazing ..." Mina gasped repeatedly. She felt that the desire in her body was completely ignited, and her whole body seemed to be in cloud 9, bumping up and down with the man's movements.

The man pumped faster and faster, and his penis was tightly wrapped by Mina's tight vagina, bringing unprecedented pleasure. " Fuck ... you're driving me crazy ..." the man cursed in a low voice. He grabbed Mina 's slender waist and pushed hard ..." Mina pretended to be helpless and moaned. In fact, she felt unprecedented Relief.

The man gasped and sped up, and every thrust hit Mina's deepest core, causing a throbbing sensation. " It feels so good ..." Mina swayed obliviously, her breasts rising and falling as if they were two active volcanoes waiting to be conquered.

The man became even more excited when he saw Mina. He grabbed Mina's breasts hard and rubbed and pressed her nipples with his thumbs, causing a burst of electricity to pass through her body. " Ah ... Sir ... harder ... deeper ..." Mina twisted her body to meet the man's movements. She felt that her desire had reached the limit, and she longed for a more violent impact.

The man's scalp was numb from the stimulation of Mina's words and movements. He growled, held Mina's slim waist with both hands, and pushed his penis deep. "Oh...it's too deep..." Mina raised her head and gasped. Her eyes were blurred, as if she had lost consciousness.

The man pumped faster and faster, and his glans kept hitting Mina's cervix, causing waves of spasms." Call me husband ... you slut ..." The man bit Mina 's ear, his hoarse voice filled with indescribable temptation.

" Husband ... " Mina responded unconsciously. Her body was completely dominated, and she could only passively withstand the man's attack.

The man felt Mina 's body tighten suddenly, followed by a violent tremor. His penis was tightly twisted, almost suffocating.

" Ah...I'm going to cum..." the man growled, his penis buried deeply into Mina's body, spurting out stream after stream of hot heat inside. "Husband..." Mina also reached climax. She hugged the man tightly, and their bodies softened after a spasm.

The man gently stroked Mina's sweaty back and whispered, " You are mine for the rest of the flight. " Mina raised her head and smiled sweetly at the man. She responded softly: "Yes, husband..."

The man stared at Mina in front of him. Although the stewardess uniform she was wearing was already messy, the contrast between chaos and order gave people a very impactful sense of beauty.

Mina also noticed the man's gaze. She deliberately shook her body, revealing the snow-white skin under her clothes and a faint red mark. "Sir..." Mina blinked and called softly, as if teasing something.

The man felt that the thing in his body was tending to rise again, and he sighed. This woman was simply a natural succubus, who could always easily arouse his desire.

"What are we going to do now..." Mina tilted her head and looked at the man, looking innocent, but her eyes were so coquettish that her heart beat faster.

The man couldn't help but leaned down, and his lips fell on Mina's forehead, nose, and lips, licking all the way down, and finally took a hard red fruit in his mouth and sucked hard. "Oh..." Mina raised her head and hummed. She put her arms around the man's neck and offered her lips and tongue.

The man growled and deepened the kiss. His big hands slipped under Mina's skirt, covering her smooth thighs, and gradually explored upwards...

"Well...Husband..." Mina's murmurs came intermittently. She felt that she was about to be ignited again, and that primitive desire was taking over her reason little by little...

Mina knew exactly what she had to do - there was only the last moment before the plane landed, and she had to seize this last opportunity to drain the man in front of her. So, Mina kept whispering "husband". She twisted her body and rubbed the man's lower body, trying to arouse his interest.

" Husband ... I want more ..." Mina said coquettishly, her fingers slipped under the man's nightgown, grabbed the half-hard penis and started to play with it.

The man felt that he was about to lose control, but he still couldn't bear to stop. Mina's techniques are proficient and full of skills. She seems to be born with all this, and people can't help but indulge in it.

" You goblin ..." the man gasped and pushed Mina down on the seat again. His tongue swept across Mina 's bare shoulders, leaving a trail of glistening saliva.

" As long as my husband likes it ..." Mina chuckled. She put her arms around the man's neck and pulled him to cover her again.

The man buried his head in Mina 's chest and sucked her nipples hard. At the same time, he raised his buttocks and pressed against Mina 's private parts, rubbing them slightly.

"Oh..." Mina felt a numbing pleasure spread from her lower body. She couldn't help but raise her head and moan in response to the man's sucking. " Baby ... you are so sweet ..." The man's hoarse voice sounded extremely aggressive. He pulled open Mina 's dress without any explanation and bit into a bud.

"Husband..." Mina sighed softly and opened her legs to facilitate the man's further invasion. The man unhooked Mina's bra, and a pair of proud jade rabbits popped out. The man eagerly lowered his head, took one of the nipples into his mouth, and teased it with the tip of his tongue, causing Mina to gasp.

" Ah ... it feels so comfortable ... honey ... push harder ..." Mina twisted her body, her hand kept touching the man's penis and began to stroke it gently. The man felt the heat gradually rising in his lower body, and his breathing became heavier, but he still did not forget to take care of Mina's two-point red cherry in his mouth, sucking and licking it, making a "tsk tsk" sound.

"Husband... I can't bear it anymore... Come in..." Mina begged softly, her legs automatically parted, inviting the man to enter. The man finally let go of Mina 's breasts. He put his hands on Mina 's waist, then slowly moved forward, and slowly inserted his huge penis into Mina 's body.

" Ah!" Mina raised her head and gasped. The depths of her body were immediately filled, and an electric-like pleasure coursed through her limbs.

The man began to pump slowly, going all the way in every stroke, hitting the deepest part of Mina. " Honey ... come on ... harder ..." Mina urged, feeling like she was about to melt into the waves of pleasure.

The man obeyed the order and sped up. His penis quickly moved in and out of Mina's body, making waves of water and sluggish sounds. " Baby, you're so tight ... it's driving me crazy ..." the man gasped, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

When Mina heard the man's words, a proud smile appeared on her lips. She adjusted her breathing, and then rhythmically tightened her body cavity, tightly wrapping the man's hot desire.

"Oh!" The man felt that he was being tightly clamped, and Mina's pussy seemed to be alive, squirming and squeezing, trying to squeeze out all the essence in his body.

"Baby...you're going to drain me..." the man roared, his speed getting faster and faster, hitting Mina's deepest part hard every time, causing waves of convulsions.

Mina 's breathing became more and more rapid. She clutched the sheets tightly, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Honey... cum together... I'm cumming..." Mina shouted in a daze, her body suddenly tightened again, and a strong suction force hit the man's clone. "Oh...fuck!" The man could no longer control himself. He growled and poured all of himself into Mina's body.

The two of them froze up while climaxing and could not recover for a long time.

After a while, the man withdrew from Mina's body, bringing out a large amount of viscous bodily fluids. Mina was lying on her back on the seat, the lingering feeling had not dissipated, her eyes were a little confused, and she seemed to be in some kind of passionate state.

The man leaned down, gently stroked Mina 's hair, and said with a low smile: " Baby, you are truly a stunner. " Mina narrowed her eyes and showed a charming smile: "Husband, this is just the beginning." "

For the next period, Mina was like an insatiable demon, constantly squeezing the desire out of the man's body. They tried various positions and methods, reaching the peak again and again.

It wasn't until the plane started to land that Mina stopped this wild game. She quickly arranged her clothes to cover up the mess on her body. Then, Mina took out a large check from the man's wallet, smiled kindly at him, and left his first-class cabin.

When Mina returned to work, she looked as elegant and capable as ever. No one could have imagined that this dignified stewardess had just staged such a ridiculous love affair in a private cabin.

Mina greeted the other passengers with a smile on her face. She stuffed the check left by the man into her pocket and silently planned her spending plan for tonight.

The drained man was still unconscious on the first-class bed. His body was covered with hickeys and fingerprints, and a pool of thick bodily fluids wet the sheets.

It seems that this journey will become a very unforgettable memory for him.

[seagullgal]

I've been seeing videos of flight attendants showing off their pre flight makeup routines (usually emirates airline) and it's so insane to me. These women are always talking about how much they love their uniform and being cabin crew because the uniform is so perfect, but it feels dystopic to me. They have compulsory makeup including several pieces including foundation, lipstick, and lip liner (meanwhile there are plenty of male flight attendants that don't have to do any of that). They have to have high heels to walk to the plane in the airport and flats to change into on the plane, because god forbid a woman walk in the airport with flats (or like, comfortable tennis shoes). And the makeup and hair routine always takes an hour plus, which these women are not compensated for. I don't think these sorts of requirements are legal for airlines based in the US. I've mostly flown US airlines, and from what I've noticed, all they have is a uniform to wear, no special makeup or anything, and it feels more equitable between men and women. They also don't seem to hire only beautiful young girls who match a certain aesthetic. I hate how so many airlines worldwide hire based off of whether someone is beautiful enough, like how does that affect how well you can be cabin crew? How well you can serve food or more importantly attend to issues that arise with passengers?

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Sunday, May 18, 2025

The Mess at Airports Is Part of a Larger Pattern (The Atlantic) On this much, there is bipartisan agreement: The Federal Aviation Administration is in a bad mess. After years of exceptional safety, the U.S. air-travel system has recently been beset with near misses and, in one horrifying case, a collision. Air-traffic-control towers are badly understaffed, and controllers have now twice lost—for about 90 seconds and 30 to 90 seconds, respectively—the ability to track flights coming in and out of Newark. Lots of people saw it coming. Regulators, pilots, controllers, airline executives, and outside observers all warned for years that the system was falling behind and running on outdated technology. Yet successive presidential administrations and Congresses didn’t act. The pattern of neglect observed at the FAA can be seen across the federal government. Other physical infrastructure, including bridges, dams, power lines, and highways, are in a serious state of decay.

Supreme Court rejects Trump bid to resume quick deportations of Venezuelans under 18th-century law (AP) The Supreme Court on Friday barred the Trump administration from quickly resuming deportations of Venezuelans under an 18th-century wartime law enacted when the nation was just a few years old. Over two dissenting votes, the justices acted on an emergency appeal from lawyers for Venezuelan men who have been accused of being gang members, a designation that the administration says makes them eligible for rapid removal from the United States under the Alien Enemies Act of 1798. The high court action is the latest in a string of judicial setbacks for the Trump administration’s effort to speed deportations of people in the country illegally. The president and his supporters have complained about having to provide due process for people they contend didn’t follow U.S. immigration laws.

At least 21 people dead and widespread damage in the wake of severe Midwest storms (CNN) A violent, tornado-spawning storm system tore across the central US, leaving at least 21 people dead in Missouri and southeastern Kentucky as it cut a path of destruction across several states. The 14 deaths in Kentucky come on the heels of fatalities reported hours earlier on Friday in the St. Louis area, which saw widespread destruction. Seven people were reported dead in Missouri. In all, large tornadoes have been reported in Missouri, Kentucky, Illinois and Indiana. The storms damaged homes and downed power lines across the Midwest and Great Lakes, leaving more than 700,000 homes and businesses across a dozen states without power.

Brazil has a scorpion problem (The Week) Scorpions are “taking over” Brazil’s cities, scientists have warned. And with these infestations comes a huge rise in stinging incidents, some of them fatal, and often caused by Brazilian yellow scorpions, known for their extremely toxic venom. More than 1.1 million scorpion stings were reported in Brazil between 2014 and 2023: with a 155% rise in reports over that period, according to a study published in Frontiers in Public Health. The surge in numbers is “driven by rapid, unplanned urbanisation”, said The Guardian. The sprawl of “high-density housing” encroaches on scorpions’ natural habitats in the wild, and “poor waste disposal” creates new environments where they can “thrive”. This “rampant urbanisation” also “scares away scorpions’ natural predators, such as lizards and birds”, and “boosts the number of available cockroaches”, which make “tasty meals” for the arachnids, said Phys.org. As a result, scorpions have become “the most lethal venomous animal” in Brazil, with 152 deaths from scorpion stings last year, compared to 140 deaths from snake bites.

Britain’s police are restricting speech in worrying ways (Economist) The police arrived at Maxie Allen’s door at midday on January 29th. None of the six officers seemed to know much about why they were there, recalls Mr Allen. But they read out a list of charges and searched the house, before arresting him and his partner and taking them to the police station, where they were held for eight hours. The couple’s alleged crime? Disparaging emails and WhatsApp messages about their daughter’s primary school. Free speech in Britain has been put under the spotlight. J.D. Vance, America’s vice-president, frequently cites cases involving religious activists. Elon Musk, a tech mogul, has claimed that thousands are being locked up for social-media posts. It would be nice if Brits could simply dismiss such attacks as ill-informed and staggeringly hypocritical from an administration that now strives to stifle dissent. Yet the Americans are right in one crucial respect: Britain does have a serious problem. Speech is being restricted, particularly online, in alarming ways and at an increasingly alarming rate. The number of arrests—more than a thousand a month for online posts—shows this is no longer about a few rogue cases. The root cause can be found in the country’s speech laws, which are a mess and ill-suited to the digital age: Brits are prosecuted for the sorts of conversations they would have had in the pub. Many who are arrested have simply said something that someone else considers offensive. Of all the recent cases, it is Mr Allen’s that best captures the careless erosion of a crucial liberty. At one point during his questioning, Mr Allen’s partner asked for an example of a WhatsApp message that constituted “malicious communication”. The detective had to stop and Google the crime.

In Spain, a homelessness crisis unfolds in Madrid’s airport (AP) Every morning at 6 a.m., Teresa sets out in search of work, a shower and a bit of exercise before she returns home. For around six months, that has been Terminal 4 of Madrid’s international airport. Teresa, 54, who didn’t want her full name to be used because of safety concerns, is one of the estimated hundreds of homeless people sleeping in the Spanish capital’s airport amid a growing housing crisis in Spain, where rental costs have risen especially fast in cities like Madrid, the country’s capital, and Barcelona. She and others sleeping at Adolfo Suárez Madrid-Barajas Airport—the third-busiest airport in Europe in 2023, according to Eurostat—described a situation where for months, authorities have neither helped them find other living arrangements nor have they kicked them out from the corners of the airport that they have occupied with sleeping bags unfurled on the floor as well as blankets, shopping carts and bags.

As political theater took center stage in Turkey, the war went on in Ukraine (AP) Since U.S.-brokered talks began in March, Ukraine’s strategy has been to convince the Trump administration that Vladimir Putin is unreliable, and that Kyiv is serious about peace. Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelenskyy has few options, analysts and officials say, but to draw U.S. President Donald Trump’s ire against Putin while depending on the united and stalwart support of European allies. But the political theatrics are underscored by stark realities on the ground. In this war of attrition against Russia’s invasion, Ukraine’s position is poised to grow weaker as time goes on, unless powerful sanctions are imposed against Moscow and the U.S. continues arms deliveries. For Ukrainian soldiers fighting along the 1,000-kilometer (600-mile) front line, the theatricality of the week’s political developments stood in harsh contrast with the grinding war. “Better to call it a circus,” said a Ukrainian drone operator.

Fighting India Helps Revive the Pakistani Military’s Popularity (NYT) Pakistan has been mired for years in overlapping political, economic and security crises. But right now, it is feeling like a winner. Its government has declared victory in Pakistan’s most expansive military clash with India in more than 50 years. Political parties and ordinary Pakistanis have staged rallies to celebrate the armed forces’ performance. In analysts’ eyes, the four-day fight was closer to a draw. Pakistan suffered some blows it cannot hide. But by holding its own against its more powerful neighbor, it has for now pushed its dire problems into the background. A renewed, if fragile, public confidence in the state and in the military, Pakistan’s most dominant institution, has begun to emerge. “It feels like we’ve won something. We’re not a failed state,” said Hafeez Siddiqui, a bank accountant in Karachi, the country’s largest city.

Indians urge Turkey boycott amid regional tensions (BBC) What began as public calls to boycott travel to Turkey has now escalated into a broader rupture, with India severing links with Turkish businesses and universities. On Thursday India barred Turkish firm Celebi from operating at its airports, citing national security concerns—an allegation the company denies. Several Indian universities—including Jawaharlal Nehru University, Jamia Millia Islamia, and Maulana Azad National Urdu University- have also suspended academic ties with Turkish institutions. Deadly fighting broke out between India and Pakistan last week after Delhi launched airstrikes on its neighbour, saying it was in response to the deadly Pahalgam attack in Indian-administered Kashmir. Pakistan has denied any involvement in the incident. Turkey and Azerbaijan were quick to back Pakistan after India’s military action—Ankara warned of “all-out war”, while Baku condemned Delhi’s strikes. The fallout sparked a wave of backlash, with boycott calls against Turkey—and Azerbaijan—gaining traction on social media and being echoed by senior political leaders. The boycott gained momentum after reports emerged of Turkish drones being used by Pakistan against India.

From guns to gardens: Former gangsters fight hunger in Kenya (AP) Joseph Kariaga and his friends once lived the “gangster life” in Nairobi’s Mathare slum, snatching phones, mugging people and battling police. But when Kariaga’s brother was shot dead by police, the young men took stock. “We said, ‘We cannot live like this. We are going to lose our lives.’ Many of our friends had died,” said Kariaga, now 27. “I reflected on my life. I had to change.” Now the men are farmers with a social mission. Nearly a dozen of them founded Vision Bearerz in 2017 to steer youth away from crime and address food insecurity in one of Kenya’s poorest communities. Despite challenges, Vision Bearerz makes a modest but meaningful community impact, including feeding over 150 children at lunches each week. Some residents praise the group and call the men role models. Kariaga still feels the pain of his brother’s death, but is proud of his new job. “Farming can change the world,” he said.

In Big Cities, Peace and Quiet Is Becoming a Perk Worth Paying For (Bloomberg) If Yu Kusuda hadn’t met his neighbors, he might not know they were there. The 71-year-old singer-songwriter, who also works as a human resources consultant, lives in an 86-square-meter (283-square-foot) apartment in Tokyo, marketed by its developer Livlan as soundproof. For five years, Kusuda has been hosting online seminars at home, blasting movies at full volume, and playing electric guitar. No one complains, and neither does he. “I have never heard any sound from my neighbors,” Kusuda says. Livlan started exploring soundproof apartments in 1987, and there’s now a waiting list of 6,000, despite higher than average rent. Neighbor noise is a common problem in Japan, where a government survey shows it accounts for 43% of all neighbor complaints at apartments. Chris Berdik, author of Clamor: How Noise Took Over the World and How We Can Take It Back (W.W. Norton, May 25), says there’s been “a massive increase in people’s desire for quiet,” pointing to silent airports and the rise of quiet travel. As the world grows noisier, and digital distractions proliferate, our brains burn energy sorting through various signals to find what matters, he adds. The global market for noise-canceling headphones is projected to reach $41 billion by 2031, according to KBV Research, up from $15.9 billion in 2023.

[pix4japan]

1960s Portable Sony TV was a Hit with Showa Emperor and Frank Sinatra!

Location: Edo-Tokyo Open Air Architectural Museum, Koganei, Tokyo Timestamp: 13:28 on October 25, 2023

Pentax K-1 II + DFA 28-105mm F3.5-5.6 45 mm ISO 800 for 1/50 sec. at ƒ/9.0

Sony unveiled its 5-inch portable TV, the Micro-TV (Model #TV5-303), to the world on April 17, 1962, and it hit the U.S. market with a bang on October 4th of the same year. The grand launch took place at Sony’s state-of-the-art New York showroom on Manhattan’s 5th Avenue, with over 400 guests, including the esteemed Consul General of New York.

This incredibly compact micro-television, available in silver and black versions, became an instant sensation. Demand soared to unprecedented levels, leaving Sony struggling to keep pace. Despite shipping sets by sea straight from the assembly line, the company couldn’t meet the eager market's needs.

With rival manufacturers hot on their heels, Sony took a bold step by chartering a Pan American airliner to expedite the TVs to the U.S., capitalizing on the momentum they had generated.

It wasn't only six months later in early 1963 that Hayakawa Electric introduced similar portable televisions to the U.S. market, trailing behind Sony's groundbreaking Micro-TV.

During a factory tour in March 1962, the Showa Emperor and Empress of Japan received an exclusive preview of the Micro-TV. Sony's co-founders, Akio Morita and Masaru Ibuka, went to great lengths, requesting Their Imperial Majesties to maintain strict confidentiality regarding the yet-to-be-announced Micro-TV.

This act of secrecy mirrors the practices of today's tech giants like Google and Apple. However, this request sparked controversy, leading to sensational headlines in Japan's major weeklies, including articles with headlines such as "Emperor is Hushed Up!" These weekly publications (週刊誌), often regarded more as politically provocative tabloids than bastions of high journalistic standards, may have inadvertently amplified the buzz surrounding the Micro-TV.

Adding to the Micro-TV's allure was a surprise admirer – the legendary Frank Sinatra. After being given a sneak peek in April 1962, Sinatra was so captivated by the TV5-303 that he expressed a desire to take one back to the States. Acknowledging the limitations of the Japanese model in picking up U.S. channels, Morita pledged to deliver a U.S. spec model to Sinatra as soon as they were available.

True to his word, Morita personally delivered the television to Sinatra at Paramount Pictures in October, the day after the sets went on sale, fulfilling his promise and cementing the Micro-TV's status as a technological marvel of its time.

My photo of the Sony TV5-303 Mini-TV can be seen on display in the “House of Kunio Maekawa,” which is just one of the many vintage and preserved structures on display at the Edo-Tokyo Open Air Architectural Museum in Tokyo.

The Pix4Japan blog post includes Google Maps links and links to all of the original source material available for further reading: https://www.pix4japan.com/blog/20231025-edo-bldg-museum

[eobuvka]

Flight attendants finally graduate

After months of rigorous training and anticipation, a group of newly graduated female flight attendants from an esteemed Asian airline had finally earned their wings. Dressed smartly in their crisp black uniforms, white blouses, black pantyhose, and polished black pumps, they celebrated their graduation with a sense of achievement and excitement.

As they left the graduation ceremony, the world felt like an open sky full of endless possibilities. The airport, their second home, beckoned them to explore its bustling terminals. With their impeccable uniforms, they strolled through the concourse, heads held high, and the world at their feet.

Their laughter filled the air as they exchanged stories of their time in training, the demanding schedules, and the challenges they had overcome. The camaraderie they had developed was as strong as the bonds of sisterhood. It was this spirit of unity that made their graduation day even more special.

As they wandered through the airport, one of the attendants, Lily, spotted a colorful kids' playground nestled in a corner of the terminal. Its playful atmosphere seemed irresistible. A mischievous glint appeared in her eye as she turned to her friends and said, "Why don't we take a group picture there?"

The idea was met with enthusiastic approval, and the group made their way to the playground. Once there, they formed a tight-knit circle, surrounded by the laughter and playful energy of children enjoying the equipment.

With a burst of excitement, the flight attendants decided to remove their black pumps, setting them neatly to the side. They knew that this spontaneous moment called for a more casual approach. Their pantyhose-clad feet touched the soft, cushioned surface of the playground, and the sensation was a delightful change from their usual polished heels.

As they huddled together for the group photo, their laughter rang out, mixing with the joyful sounds of the children around them. They could feel their warm stockinged soles sinking in the plastic cushions, a stark contrast to the usual formality of their uniforms. The scent of their own feet, released from the confines of their pumps, brought a wave of giggles and amusement.

The click of the camera captured their carefree moment—the accomplished flight attendants, with their hair neatly tucked under their caps, pantyhose-clad feet firmly planted on the playground floor. It was a picture of unity, spontaneity, and shared joy.

After the photo was taken, they slipped back into their black pumps, their pantyhose feeling slightly damp but a testament to the memories they had just created. As they continued their stroll through the airport, their hearts were as light as the aircraft they would soon be boarding. These newly graduated flight attendants knew that their journey had only just begun, and the skies held countless adventures waiting to unfold.

[inmycheckerboardera]

Another FA here to say I enjoy the days I feel pretty at work just like anyone might. It is NOT a requirement to show up looking good.

Groomed and hygienic? Yes. Full beat and hair perfect? No.

With that said, there are many inequities in the airline business in regards to uniform requirements for women. A common example is the one in which my airline requires a heel to be worn with the uniform dress option while in the airport. This is slowly being changed little by little (such as how high the heel must be/we can wear flats with the pants uniform option). There is definitely a “look pretty for us” standard, but the requirement is just not there.

You people realize the body positivity movement is literally a political movement right. Like it’s a movement that was started to improve the rights of fat people and stop discrimination against fat people. You realize that. It’s not a tea party where everyone just compliments everyone else on their looks.

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layover / prompt list, also on ao3

“This is unexceptionable!” Sabrina glanced up, looking towards the dark haired woman yelling at the airline worker. The woman, angry, short, was clad in a pencil skirt and high high heels, totally impractical wardrobe for the blizzard happening outside. 

“Ma’am, as I’ve explained before, there is a blizzard. No planes will be taking off until the weather improves,” was the long suffering reply.

The woman glared, but the airline worker just stared impassively back, underpaid and unable to control the weather. After a moment, the woman stomped away, and dropped into the seat beside Sabrina, letting out a huff of annoyance.

Sabrina stole a glance at her, feeling guilty. She could control the weather and Sabrina Spellman was the exact witch who’d made it snow just so she didn’t have to go home for the holidays.

Her phone buzzed in her hands, and at her hesitation to answer, the woman glanced over at the screen. A picture of Sabrina kissing Nick’s cheek lit up the screen. Embarrassed, Sabrina answered.

“Hey,” she said, unenthusiastically.

“Are you on the plane yet?” Nick said, “I can’t wait to see you.” 

“Uh, no… it’s snowing really really hard here- like a total white out blizzard. I don’t think I’ll make it for Christmas,” said Sabrina, scrunching up her face and waiting for impact.

“What? But Spellman this Christmas is supposed-“

“I can’t hear you! I’ll call you later!” Sabrina said and ended the call. Glancing over, she saw the woman watching her, “What?” 

“Not looking forward to your homecoming?” Asked the woman.

Sabrina sighed, “My boyfriend is definitely planning on proposing.”

“Most young women would be thrilled.” 

“Most young men aren’t narcissist cheaters,” Sabrina replied with an eye roll.

“You’d be surprised,” said the woman dryly, before offering a hand, “I’m Lilith.”

“Sabrina.” 

“There is one way you can get back at a narcissistic cheater you know,” said Lilith.

Sabrina raised her eyebrows, “And what would that be?” 

Leaning over, Lilith cupped Sabrina’s face, drawing her into a kiss, soft and slow. Sabrina’s eyes fell closed, losing herself in Lilith’s touch, her intoxicating scent. It had been a long time since she’d been kissed like that, like she mattered, and she never wanted it to end. 

“Wow,” said Sabrina, breathless and pink cheeked when they’d broken apart. 

Lilith smirked, “No mistletoe needed.”

[miftee-alam-blog]

The High-Flying Illusion: How the Airline Industry’s Golden Model Crashed and Burned

For years, the major airlines—American Airlines, Delta, and the now-defunct Continental—convinced themselves that they'd cracked the code to eternal profits. Their secret weapon? The oh-so-brilliant hub-and-spoke model. It worked like this: funnel all flights through a handful of major airports, keep the planes packed, and watch the money roll in. And for a while, it did.

But here's the thing about "brilliant" business models—they're only as good as the last quarter's profits. Enter Southwest and JetBlue, two low-cost carriers that waltzed in and shattered the illusion. While the big guys were busy herding passengers through overcrowded hubs like cattle, Southwest and JetBlue were flying between smaller, less congested airports at a fraction of the cost. No endless layovers, no exorbitant ticket prices. Simple, cheap, and efficient.

Their business model was so efficient, in fact, that it made the "strength" of the hub-and-spoke model look more like a noose. Operational inefficiencies, like running massive operations through a few overburdened airports, became glaring weaknesses. And to top it off, these newcomers slashed labor costs, forcing down ticket prices and sucking customers away faster than you can say "frequent flyer miles."

But wait—it gets worse. The airline industry's struggles were already brewing, but September 11, 2001, dropped a bomb on their precious business model. According to the Bureau of Transportation Statistics, air traffic plummeted post-9/11, and suddenly the airlines were left scrambling to fill their planes with far fewer passengers. So what did they do? The only thing they knew: offer more discounts, even deeper ones.

In a desperate attempt to cling to their fading business model, they slashed ticket prices to the bone, essentially giving seats away for free. And that, dear reader, is how the mighty hub-and-spoke model—a profit engine for decades—ended up on life support. What once seemed like a triumph of airline economics turned into an Achilles' heel, forcing the big carriers to keep their bloated, inefficient networks afloat as they hemorrhaged money.

It’s almost poetic, in a tragic kind of way. The very thing that had made them powerful ultimately became their downfall. Because in business, much like in life, what works today could leave you bankrupt tomorrow.

[accapitalmarket]

Bank of England cuts rate, UK100, GBP drop

UK stocks dropped on Thursday, while the pound declined, after the Bank of England (BoE) announced a 25-basis point cut in interest rates to 5.00%, with the underlying tone of the central bank’s news conference hawkish

Five members of the nine-strong BoE Monetary Policy Committee voted in favour of the first rate cut since March 2020, including Governor Andrew Bailey, while four preferred to maintain the bank rate at 5.25%.

However, Bailey said the bank is wary about "cutting too much too quickly" and added that policymakers "still face a question" about whether more persistent parts of the inflation calculation are on course to return to target.

The BoE decision came hot-on-the-heels of the Federal Reserve on Wednesday when the US central bank voted unanimously to maintain the federal funds rate range at 5.25% to 5.50%.

However, Fed chair Jerome Powell said in his press conference after the latest policy meeting: "We think the time is approaching … and a rate cut could be on the table at the September meeting.”

Much could depend on Friday’ US non-farms payrolls data which is expected to show the pace of hiring eased to 175,000 in July, down from 206,000 in June. Ahead of that key data, after big gains in the previous session, US benchmarks dropped back sharply on Thursday.

On the foreign exchanges, the UK rate cut move saw the pound shed 0.6 pc against the US dollar to 1.2774, while, versus the euro, sterling lost 0.3% at 1.1840.

At the stock market close in London, the blue-chip FTSE 100 index was down 1.0%, to 8,283, while the broader FTSE 250 shed 0.7%, at 21,459, with both benchmarks reversing after an initial bounce on the rate cut news.

A big batch of results was the main corporate focus. Rolls-Royce was the top FTSE 100 gainer, jumping 7.0% after the aero engines maker raised its full-year guidance following a strong first half performance, and said it will reinstate dividends with the finals.

High street clothing and homewares retailer Next added 8.3% as it also increased its profit outlook after second quarter results which showed full price sales rose 3.2% year-on-year.

And medical equipment manufacturer Smith & Nephew gained 6.8% after its interim profits came in ahead of market expectations, helped by the company's turnaround plan.

But funds firm Schroders dropped 9.7% as it posted a fall in first half net operating income even as it announced record high assets under management of £773.7 billion.

Among the mid-caps, discount carrier Wizz Air dropped 22.6% as it swung to a first half losses and raised fears of a price war among airlines. Peer easyJet fell 4.2%, and British Airways parent International Consolidated Airlines Group (IAG) – which reported its latest results after the market close - shed 3.5%.

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[ramrodd]

Watch The Last Word With Lawrence O’Donnell Highlights: May 31\

COMMENTARY:

Lawrence, here's what you need to understand about Christian Nationalism as it reveals the cognitive mechanism of Nazification as the political strategy of all things Trump and the January 6 wing of the GOP that is currently the dominant coalition. The only principle guiding their logic is what they want in a Virtue of Selfishness kind of way, This is the mechanism behind the moving goal posts of all things House Freedom Caucus, what I've seen of most businesses in the American economy is that they all tend to work like Trump  Organization, When I was in Banking during the Nixon years, it was assumed that al commercial entities tend to maintain three sets of books, on for Taxes, one for Banking and one for Daily Bread,, the operational score card. In the high marginal tax brackets of Eisenhower's 1965 Presidential Platform, it was expected that a prudent management scheme would to balance things out dynamically,, The push was to keep doubling down on new technology coming out of the Manhattan Project. I was a credit analyst, I was trained to account for those agendas as part of my analysis, It was always a guess. We knew pretty well what their cash flow was and we had a line of credit more or less tied into their business cycle. One of the industries I surveyed  was commercial aviation as a strategic asset. In a later stage of my career as a venture capitalist. I was a consultant to the FedEx IPO in 1977, The political issue was shifting FedEx from a FAR 23 Carriers to a FAR 25 carrier and I explained how Nixon's design for airline deregulation was based on replacing the route structures based on railway right of way with ZIP Codes ant that was FedEx's business model, that problem went away, So, what I am saying is that the Trump Organization is a pretty typical Mom-and-Pop operation in regard to the paper work involved. The fact that it is micro-managed has always been Trump Achilles's Heel: he's never had any success actually running anything but his mouth, but he was very lucky early in his career to hook up with Barbara Res, his necessary project manager, that let him get these projects in motion and she would control the PERT Chart and she told him who needed to be paid to get to the next phase of his vision, The thing that is scaring white supremacists  in business as owners of senior executives in the absolute autopsy Alvin Bragg din on the Stormy Daniels account, All these guys run their business affairs on pretty much the same basis as Benjamin Franklin and Franklin was a meticulous book keeper. So, they see this verdict as an attack on Business Stewardship as a Christian vocation, which I subscribe to, The thing is, a crime was committed that not without fiscal damages to the Clinton campaign, Clinton won the popular vote. Trump games the system perfectly legally at first blush by focusing his resources on a very narrow set of votes controlling the Electoral College vote. My first impression was that Trump's tactic was very clever and all's fair, etc. He had won it fair and square, And then he said on CBS that he couldn't have done it without Clinton's analytics, which he acquired from his Russian business partners in the 2013 Miss Universe Pageant who had hacked Clinton's campaign, That was treason, but proving it was treason depends upon understanding how treason works, And everybody wants to pretend it didn't happen,, in a Jefferson Davis kind of way,  Only there was another crime associated with the same election, the stormy Daniels account, And that's what Alvin Bragg has wrought, Johnathan Turley is what would have happened if Peter had married Wendy and grown up to be a lawyer: the personification of a nursery tale. Trump is a charismatic leader, Charisma is all about sexual arousal, that's the connection between Trump and the Charismatic narrative of the white supremacy of the Pro-Life Calvinism of Christian Nationalism,: they mistake the way he makes them feel with the Holy Spirit. What they are actually experiencing is the Spirit of God  amplifying their collective sexual energy and feed it back like a sub-wooer in a low-riders ride. Your analysis doesn't give them the same sexual push FOX News can, But that's just me

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Fun and excitement at the “Casino Regis.”

*** Before you: a great dark yawning. The carpet is the color of a tongue and the stretched entrance marked by lemon glowing lights, incisors, barn doors half shuttered to create mini spots, flooding guests for a moment as they step through each and past. Most attendees are dressed as you are: as formal as casual gets, but a few are spotted in theatrical black tie, even white tie, awkward but lovingly simulating class, with an event they’ll never forget. Some are with family, some alone, bachelor parties in sports jerseys, the punctuated thud of heels on carpet, like throwing a bar eraser at a couch, some are with spouses, some are with flames, some with lovers, secret or open, and you can tell by their gaits, the familiarity of passion, hands held or clasped, upper arms clenched, feeling muscle, curve, fabrics. Is this new to them? Is this a rehearsal? Is this an approximation? Is this an anticipation? They move in a spilling algebra, filling in the spaces as the open as they crowd through. All are giddy.

“The show will begin in 5, so let’s get our rumps in those seats, folks, we’re cleared for takeoff and we’re burning daylight,” like he’s only talking to you. As you move through, elbowing as needed, the theater opens upward, a deep well, a skylight. You find your seat, CC17 in Orchestra 2, great line of sight, close enough to smell the quail on the performer’s breaths. The lighting dims, and the curtains part.

To rising, horn-heavy music, we see the first ring of the three ring entertainment for the evening. Very Muscular Delta Airlines Pilot juggles plates. Very nice. The Secret Real President Of Earth appears via live-feed on a floating monitor to sing a funny little song.

Onto the second ring: the goofballs. A parade of extremely tall pirates emerge from backstage, laughing, pantomiming, tripping and falling for extremely long periods of time, due to their height and the velocity of falling objects. Amongst them are a few Spider-mens. Some are dressed as doctors, in the courageous battle against Goat and Bone Disease. But really, we’re just biding time.

The third ring: the favorites. Tyre goblyne blocks the stairs to the roar of the crowd. Jerry Garcia and Shaq play a scorching duet. A few of the stars of My Dinner With Motocross Madness (endless auto-generated low-polygon dirt landscape, Wally) make a brief appearance to wave to the crowd.

And then, the house lights. Is this it? Is this all? Where’s the closer? There was a rumor about a certain dog. Some people start to dust off their pants, lurch to their feet. But then . . . darkness. The entire auditorium. And then, after a beat, a single light, upward, as upward as you can crane your neck.

From the ceiling, higher than the rafters, like it has been falling forever, a perfect cumulus kinetic, drops a circle, lowering on nearly invisible high-tension cords, planar and parallel to the great silent rising wall of audience.

It is more than a circle.

“Who ever heard of a four-ring circus?” and he’s laughing, and you’re laughing too. There, in the flesh, leaning rakishly, one arm out against the side of the ring, is Regis himself, dressed equal parts statesman and jester. The fourth ring finishes its descent, balances perfectly in the center of the third ring, standing up, opening a new dimensionality.

Regis steps off the ring, and opens to the audience. “Folks, you look great. But, I hate to say it, we’ve got some uninvited guests tonight, don’t we?”

A shrill battle cry from the audience. Like a conference of horns. Partisans. The Summer of Jeep. A fleet of new and pre-owned vehicles portends a massacre. How did Regis know? Could he smell the deals?

Regis, unmoved, steps from the 4th ring. He reaches into his coat and pulls out a tiny sword. And he turns, directly, to you.

“Friends . . . enemies . . . before the real show can begin . . . a fight to the death with my extremely small sword . . . we have to say a goodbye.” Your ear bones vibrate, even though he is speaking directly. Regis winks at you with both eyes. And suddenly, a pull, like a stage hook, and you are tugged into the air. The crowd gasps at the street magic, but you know it to be real. You know it to be his power. But you want to stay, you gasp, and Regis, ever smiling, shakes his head no.

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Out the theater. Out the main floor. Out the structure. You are pulled backward through the main entrance, and you continue upward, on an invisible rail. You hear the ringing of the bells and the cheering from a craps table and beeping from cars in the taxi line. Upward, upward, upward. You are floating above the structure. You notice, obliquely, that it is a clear night, but there is no moon, but you can see with clarity you have not experienced in years. Regis Weekend has been extended through September 1st, a Friday. But, for now, for you, the doors of the Casino Regis close. 

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Qantas Revamps Uniform Code, Embracing Diversity and Comfort

Sydney: In a move to align with contemporary era, Qantas, Australia’s national airline, announced a game changing overhaul of its uniform guidelines. The company’s decision to do away with a gender-based dress codes allows male cabin crew members to wear make-up, while offering women the flexibility to step away from the high heels. Recognizing the need to adapt to changing societal norms and to…

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यूक्रेन की एयरलाइंस पर हाई-हील, स्कर्ट की जगह स्नीकर, ट्राउजर में होगा स्टाफ

यूक्रेन की एयरलाइंस पर हाई-हील, स्कर्ट की जगह स्नीकर, ट्राउजर में होगा स्टाफ

कीवकिसी भी एयरलाइंस में काम करने वाली महिला कर्मचारियों को आमतौर पर काफी औपचारिक परिधान पहनने पड़ते हैं। ज्यादातर जगहों पर स्कर्ट, सूट और हाई-हील में उन्हें काम करना होता है। अब यूक्रेन की एक एयरलाइंस ने इस ट्रेंड पर बड़ा बदलाव लाने का फैसला किया है। SkyUp एयरलाइंस का कहना है कि उसने अपने क्रू को इसे लेकर विकल्प दे रखा है। वे चाहें तो विमान प�� स्नीकर और ट्राउजर पहन सकते हैं। हील पहनने से बुरा…

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Airline Glamour Girls (1949). Instructional film from 1949. This short film follows a young woman who is training to be a airline stewardress at the McConnell Hostess School in Minneapolis, MN. Running Time: 9 Minutes and 18 Seconds. Instructions on how to be glamorous, how to walk in high heels, flight safely, unruly passengers etc.

RKO Screenliner Series #11. (Lastly since this is my private blog, no Periscope assholes are going to tell me to take this down. This isn't YouTube. Their are no copyright strikes for Tumblr. And in my opinion, this film should be in the public domain.

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