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[morbidology]

This photograph depicts the last moments of 14-year-old Regina Walters, before she was killed by serial killer, Robert Ben Rhoades, who preyed on young women in America in the late 1980s and early 1990s.

Regina Walters was a teenager from Pasadena, Texas, who disappeared in February 1990. She had run away from home with her boyfriend, Ricky Lee Jones, hoping for a new life away from the challenges of adolescence. The two embarked on what they likely thought would be an adventure, hitchhiking their way across the country. Tragically, their journey was cut short when they encountered Robert Ben Rhoades, a long-haul trucker with a penchant for violence and cruelty.

Rhoades, who would later be dubbed "The Truck Stop Killer," was a predator who used his job as a truck driver to hunt for victims along the highways of the United States. He had outfitted his truck with a "torture chamber" in the sleeper cab, where he would imprison and torture his victims before ultimately murdering them. Regina and Ricky Lee Jones became two of the many victims in his gruesome spree.

Rhoades abducted the young couple in Texas, killing Ricky almost immediately and disposing of his body, which was later discovered in Mississippi. Regina, however, was not granted a quick death. Instead, she was subjected to Rhoades' depraved cruelty, held captive in his truck for an extended period.

The photograph of Regina Walters, taken by Rhoades, serves as a grim document of her final days. In it, her fear is palpable, and the bleak surroundings underscore the hopelessness of her situation. Rhoades had forced her into the black dress and heels, mocking her helplessness as he snapped the photo in an abandoned barn in Illinois, where he would eventually end her life.

Regina’s body was discovered in September 1990, months after her disappearance, near a desolate rural road in Illinois. Her remains were so decomposed that identification was initially difficult. However, the discovery of the photograph in Rhoades' possession, along with other evidence, eventually led to the confirmation of her identity.

Rhoades' capture in April 1990 came about by chance when an Arizona state trooper pulled him over for a routine traffic stop. The officer discovered a terrified and chained woman in the back of Rhoades' truck, leading to his arrest. Further investigation revealed the true extent of his crimes, and authorities linked him to multiple murders across several states.

Rhoades was eventually convicted of three murders, including that of Regina Walters, but it is widely believed that he was responsible for many more deaths. He was sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole.

[she-is-ovarit]

Ashli Streeter said Stevens Transport did not hire her because it had no women to train her. Credit...Montinique Monroe for The New York Times

The trucking industry has complained for years that there is a dire shortage of workers willing to drive big rigs. But some women say many trucking companies have made it effectively impossible for them to get those jobs. Trucking companies often refuse to hire women if the businesses do not have women available to train them. And because fewer than 5 percent of truck drivers in the United States are women, there are few female trainers to go around. The same-sex training policies are common across the industry, truckers and legal experts say, even though a federal judge ruled in 2014 that it was unlawful for a trucking company to require that female job candidates be paired only with female trainers. Ashli Streeter of Killeen, Texas, said she had borrowed $7,000 to attend a truck driving school and earn her commercial driving license in hopes of landing a job that would pay more than the warehouse work she had done. But she said Stevens Transport, a Dallas-based company, had told her that she couldn’t be hired because the business had no women to train her. Other trucking companies turned her down for the same reason. “I got licensed, and I clearly could drive,” Ms. Streeter said. “It was disheartening.” Ms. Streeter and two other women filed a complaint against Stevens Transport with the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission on Thursday, contending that the company’s same-sex training policy unfairly denied them driving jobs. The commission investigates allegations made against employers, and, if it determines a violation has occurred, it may bring its own lawsuit. The commission had brought the lawsuit that resulted in the 2014 federal court decision against similar policies at another trucking company, Prime. Critics of the industry said the persistence of same-sex training nearly a decade after that ruling, which did not set national legal precedent, was evidence that trucking companies had not done enough to hire women who could help solve their labor woes. “It’s frustrating to see that we have not evolved at all,” said Desiree Wood, a trucker who is the president and founder of Real Women in Trucking, a nonprofit. Ms. Wood’s group is joining the three women in their E.E.O.C. complaint against Stevens, which was filed by Peter Romer-Friedman, a labor lawyer in Washington, and the National Women’s Law Center. Companies that insist on using women to train female applicants generally do so because they want to avoid claims of sexual harassment. Trainers typically spend weeks alone with trainees on the road, where the two often have to sleep in the same cab. Critics of same-sex training acknowledge that sexual harassment is a problem, but they say trucking companies should address it with better vetting and anti-harassment programs. Employers could reduce the risk of harassment by paying for trainees to sleep in a hotel room, which some companies already do. Women made up 4.8 percent of the 1.37 million truck drivers in the United States in 2021, according to the most recent government statistics, up from 4 percent a decade earlier. Long-haul truck driving can be a demanding job. Drivers are away from home for days. Yet some women say they are attracted to it because it can pay around $50,000 a year, with experienced drivers making a lot more. Truck driving generally pays more than many other jobs that don’t require a college degree, including those in retail stores, warehouses or child care centers.

The infrastructure act of 2021 required the Federal Motor Carrier Safety Administration to set up an advisory board to support women pursuing trucking careers and identify practices that keep women out of the profession. Robin Hutcheson, the administrator of the agency, said requiring same-sex training would appear to be a barrier to entry. “If that is happening, that would be something that we would want to take a look at,” she said in an interview. Ms. Streeter, a mother of three, said she had applied to Stevens because it hired people straight out of trucking school. She told Stevens representatives that she was willing to be trained by a man, but to no avail. Bruce Dean, general counsel at Stevens, denied the allegations in the suit. “The fundamental premise in the charge — that Stevens Transport Inc. only allows women trainers to train women trainees — is false,” he said in a statement, adding that the company “has had a cross-gender training program, where both men and women trainers train female trainees, for decades.” Some legal experts said that, although same-sex training was ruled unlawful in only one federal court, trucking companies would struggle to defend such policies before other judges. Under federal employment discrimination law, employers can seek special legal exemptions to treat women differently from men, but courts have granted them very rarely. “Basically, what the law says is that a company needs to be able to walk and chew gum at the same time,” said Deborah Brake, a professor at the University of Pittsburgh who specializes in employment and gender law. “They need to be able to give women equal employment opportunities and prevent and remedy sexual harassment.” Ms. Streeter said she had made meager earnings from infrequent truck driving gigs while hoping to get a position at Stevens. Later this month, she will become a driver in the trucking fleet of a large retailer. Kim Howard, one of the other women who filed the E.E.O.C. complaint against Stevens, said she was attracted to truck driving by the prospect of a steady wage after working for decades as an actor in New York. “It was very much a blow,” she said of being rejected because of the training policy. “I honestly don’t know how I financially made it through.” Ms. Howard, who is now employed at another trucking company, said she had worked briefly at a company where she was trained by two men who treated her well. “It’s quite possible for a woman to be trained by a man, and a man to be a professional about what the job is,” she said. Other female drivers said they had been mistreated by male trainers who could be relentlessly dismissive and sometimes refused to teach them important skills, like reversing a truck with a large trailer attached. Rowan Kannard, a truck driver from Wisconsin who is not involved in the complaint against Stevens, said a male trainer had spent little time training her on a run to California in 2019. At a truck stop where she felt unsafe, Ms. Kannard said, the trainer demanded that she leave the cab — and then locked her out. She asked to stop the training and was flown back to Wisconsin. Yet she said she did not believe that same-sex training for women was necessary. “Some of these men that are training, they should probably go through a course.” Click the article to read more. The author is Peter Eavis.

[batboyblog]

The Biden administration on Wednesday issued one of the most significant climate regulations in the nation’s history, a rule designed to ensure that the majority of new passenger cars and light trucks sold in the United States are all-electric or hybrids by 2032.

Cars and other forms of transportation are, together, the largest single source of carbon emissions generated by the United States, pollution that is driving climate change and that helped to make 2023 the hottest year in recorded history. Electric vehicles are central to President Biden’s strategy to confront global warming, which calls for cutting the nation’s emissions in half by the end of this decade. But E.V.s have also become politicized and are becoming an issue in the 2024 presidential campaign.

“Three years ago, I set an ambitious target: that half of all new cars and trucks sold in 2030 would be zero-emission,” said Mr. Biden in a statement. “Together, we’ve made historic progress. Hundreds of new expanded factories across the country. Hundreds of billions in private investment and thousands of good-paying union jobs. And we’ll meet my goal for 2030 and race forward in the years ahead.”

The rule increasingly limits the amount of pollution allowed from tailpipes over time so that, by 2032, more than half the new cars sold in the United States would most likely be zero-emissions vehicles in order for carmakers to meet the standards.

That would avoid more than seven billion tons of carbon dioxide emissions over the next 30 years, according to the E.P.A. That’s the equivalent of removing a year’s worth of all the greenhouse gases generated by the United States, the country that has historically pumped the most carbon dioxide into the atmosphere. The regulation would provide nearly $100 billion in annual net benefits to society, according to the agency, including $13 billion of annual public health benefits thanks to improved air quality.

The standards would also save the average American driver about $6,000 in reduced fuel and maintenance over the life of a vehicle, the E.P.A. estimated.

The auto emissions rule is the most impactful of four major climate regulations from the Biden administration, including restrictions on emissions from power plants, trucks and methane leaks from oil and gas wells. The rules come on top of the 2022 Inflation Reduction Act, the biggest climate law in the nation’s history, which is providing at least $370 billion in federal incentives to support clean energy, including tax credits to buyers of electric vehicles.

The policies are intended to help the country meet Mr. Biden’s target of cutting U.S. greenhouse emissions in half by 2030 and eliminating them by 2050. Climate scientists say all major economies must do the same if the world is to avert the most deadly and costly effects of climate change.

“These standards form what we see as a historic climate grand slam for the Biden administration,” said Manish Bapna, president of the Natural Resources Defense Council Action Fund, a political action committee that aims to advance environmental causes.

Mr. Bapna’s group has calculated that the four regulations, combined with the Inflation Reduction Act, would reduce the nation’s greenhouse emissions 42 percent by 2030, getting the country most of the way to Mr. Biden’s 2030 target.

Get in Losers we're going to save the planet.

[cirolik]

People always assume that if we provided all necessities for everyone then all trade workers would just stop working and honestly that couldn't be further from the truth. Maybe this comes from their own idea that they would stop working and that's something for they themselves to look into why they feel that way.

Back to my point tho: the majority of tradesworkers I k ow don't do it because they have to. They do it because they love it. I personally know retired carpenters who go out and do probono work just for fun and the satisfaction of helping someone else. Hell, I do probono work just for fun and the pleasure of helping someone else.

Ir seems like people cannot imagine a world where people work to provide for everyone instead of just 1 guy or some board of directors.

Billions of dollars go to war and genocide, billions go to just a few people, we produce more food right now than the whole world needs, there are more empty houses than homeless people in the United States. And you're telling me that there is nobody who would tackle the logistical problem of getting everyone everything they need? You think every truck driver would just Instantly stop driving? We get it. Your job sucks and you hate your life and you're so disconnected from the actual product of your labor that you can't see any impact it has on the world. Maybe it doesn't even have an impact at all. But that doesn't mean everyone is like that, stop thinking so individualistically and maybe try thinking about other people as well, people.

[taraross-1787]

Medal of Honor Monday: John Basilone

On this day in 1916, a hero is born. “Manila John” Basilone would go on to become the only Marine to earn both a Navy Cross and a Medal of Honor during World War II.

Yet the legendary Marine started off in the Army.

He was just 18 years old when he enlisted this first time. He served for three years before returning to civilian life and a job as a truck driver. His second stint in the military came in July 1940. This time, he enlisted in the United States Marine Corp.

The story continues here: https://www.taraross.com/post/tdih-john-basilone-moh

[whatsnewalycat]

Passenger / Chapter 2

Pairing: Trucker!Din Djarin AU x OFC Charlie Wanderlust

Chapter Two: NY -> IL

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Series Summary: In her time tramping across the United States, Charlie Wanderlust has found life on the road to be challenging, but rewarding. When she makes enemies with a powerful figure, a bounty is put out for her capture. Din Djarin, a long-haul trucker and occasional bounty hunter, takes the job as a means to gain financial stability. Their paths cross, and as a result, the winding route of their lives are forever altered.

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Word Count: 4.7k+

Content / Warnings: modern-day au, alternating pov, second person pov, slow burn, vagabond ofc, dog grogu, enemies to lovers, bounty hunting, selling drugs, being held captive, handcuffs, swearing, lack of privacy and autonomy, food mention, urination mention, death threat, knife mention, gun mention, passive and massive aggression

Notes: Let me know what you think, thank you for reading!!

If there’s one thing you’ve learned about this guy in the day or so since he abducted you, it’s that he’s quiet. 

Now, when you say he’s quiet, you don’t mean he shuts down your questions with one word answers, or that he’s timid, or anything like that. You mean he has not acknowledged your presence since locking you into the bucket seat in his sleeper cab yesterday.

He ignores everything you say. It’s not for lack of trying on your part, either. So far this morning, you’ve attempted:

“Is there a toilet in here?” 

“I’m hungry.” 

“What’s your name?”

“Where are you taking me?”

“It’s Portland, isn’t it?”

“I have to pee.”

“Do you have a radio?”

“Like a music radio, not the CB.” 

“Don’t you get bored in here?” 

“I’m thirsty.”

“What’s your dogs name?”

“Can I pet him?”

“I’m gonna pet him.” 

“Seriously I think my bladder is gonna explode.” 

In response? Nothing. Radio fucking silence. He has talked to his dog more than he has to you. 

To be fair, his dog is very cute and lovable.  Probably a better conversationalist than his human, too. The white French Bulldog has been your only source of entertainment and socialization since coming onboard.

Meanwhile, all of your other needs are being pointedly rejected. 

You think that him keeping you locked in this five-point harness without access to food, water, or a bathroom might be punishment for your vitriol yesterday. At that point, you were still in the “anger” stage of grieving your freedom, and may or may not have spit at him after calling him a fascist fucking bootlicker. 

In your defense, he fucking abducted you. You’re 99% sure he’s bringing you to Portland to collect a bounty on your head. What did he say yesterday? 

“I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold.” 

Dead or alive. 

If he doesn’t murder you before your arrival, that will come shortly after. You know it. All the people you went into that warehouse with are now unreachable. 

The last one you talked to was Cheese, and that was over two weeks ago. They told you everyone else was gone. Plucked off, one by one. Some of them turned up dead of an overdose a few days after disappearing. Others are still missing. Probably in the lost and found bin of a morgue or rotting under a bridge somewhere. 

If you don’t get the fuck out of here, that will be you. 

The truck rapidly drops speed as your captor hits the brakes and starts downshifting gears. Only a small slice of the outside word is visible from your place behind the passenger’s seat, but you see signs off the exit he’s taking. You recognize one as New York State Route 400. 

“Please tell me we’re stopping to use the bathroom.”

He doesn’t respond, so you stare daggers at his ear and cross your arms over your chest. Relief quickly melts your frustration when you see a Marathon gas station sign. 

The man parks his rig on the furthest edge of the parking lot. When he swings his legs into the aisle between the driver and passenger seat and rises, your whole body tenses. His eyes are concealed by the mirrored lenses of his aviators, but you can feel his assessing gaze. 

He takes a few steps towards you and crouches down, pulling the handcuffs from their case on his belt, then holds his hand out to you. 

“What?”

His head tilts to the side. Like he’s fucking annoyed or something. A flash of red burns your vision. 

“Oh my god I can’t with you,” you roll your eyes, then blink at him, “Just use your words, tell me what you want me t—hey!” 

He wrestles your wrist away from you, closing one handcuff around it, the other around a bolted-down grab bar on the wall beside you. All you can do for a moment is stare at your wrist and think: He is going to kill me. 

Before you can fully comprehend the thought, the man slides a key into the base of your seat and unlocks the harness, then stands.  

“Latrine under the seat,” he advises while clipping the dog’s leash onto his collar. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” 

He doesn’t react. Just plucks his dog off the passenger’s seat and leaves, slamming the door behind him. 

The second stillness settles in the cab, it dawns on you that you’re alone. 

You jump to your feet and pull your weight against the handcuff, trying to yank yourself out. The metal ring crushes the bulk of your hand, digging hard into your skin. It refuses to budge. 

If you break your hand, it could be possible, but you don’t want to resort to that just yet. You dig in your pockets and run your free hand through your hair, looking for bobby pins you could use to pick the lock, but don’t find any. 

Next, you wrap your hands around the cool grab bar and pull as hard as you can. Nothing. Even when you prop a foot on the wall and yank violently, using your weight, it holds solid to the wall. 

Your bladder aches from neglect and sends an urgent notice to you brain. With a frown of disdain, you open the drawer under the bucket seat. Just like he said, there’s a shiny metal latrine. An old-timey piss pot. 

If you don’t relieve yourself soon, you’ll have to pee your pants or pop a squat in front of the fucking lunatic keeping you captive. 

So… you piss in the pot. 

When he returns, he wordlessly trades the dog for the latrine and empties it on the asphalt, then slides it across the floor to you and slams the door shut. You put it away and plop down in the bucket seat with a huff. 

The pocket knife in your bra pokes into you, as if to remind you of its presence. It’s a fucking miracle he didn’t find it while searching you. You could try to pick the handcuff lock with its blade, but don’t know where he is and when he’ll be back. 

If you’re going to make it out of this alive, you have to play it smart. You have to be patient and wait for the right opportunity. 

The dog, who was busy whining for a bit after his person left, eventually joins you in the sleeper cab. 

“He’s kind of a dick, isn’t he?” 

His big satellite ears perk up. He jumps on the bed and looks at you. 

“You seem nice, though,” you smirk, holding your hand out to the little bug-eyed pup, who sniffs you enthusiastically, “What’re you doing with a maniac like him?” 

He lets out a huffy sneeze, then stretches his hind legs out behind him, flopping down onto the the thin mattress. 

“Are you being held against your will, too?”

He grumbles and rolls onto his back. His floppy jowls sag from gravity, pink tongue hanging out the side. You snort at him and scratch his belly. His hind leg start kicking and his eyes squint with delight. 

You fawn over him for a few minutes before the driver’s door swings open. Upon seeing him, the dog flips over and springs into the passenger’s seat, spinning in circles, letting out little sneezes of excitement. 

Your captor pulls himself up into the truck and swings the door shut. He makes his way back to the sleeper portion of the trailer and drops a grease-stained fast food bag on the bed. While he moves about the cabin, rummaging through overhead storage for a gallon jug of water and a dog bowl, you eye his broad frame. 

Sure, he’s stronger than you and faster than you, but if you had the element of surprise on your side, you might be able to take him down and escape. Maybe you could hit him in the head with the piss pot and knock him out. Or stab him. 

Your skin tingles where the pocket knife is hidden, and you think: I really could stab him. 

RULE #8: Take care of yourself. 

The idea makes you shudder. It goes on the back burner for now.  

The dog jumps down to the floor and starts lapping at the water his person pours into the dog bowl. You stare at the water and suddenly remember how fucking thirsty you are. 

“Can I have some?” you ask.

The man rises and looks from you, to the gallon jug, then holds it out to you. 

You raise an eyebrow, “Straight outta the jug?” 

He doesn’t acknowledge the question, so you shrug and take it from him, muttering, “You know, usually when someone says something to you, it’s customary to respond. That’s how conversations work.” 

Once again, he ignores you. 

You roll your eyes and bring the jug to your lips with your free hand. The water is tepid and stale, but you guzzle it down like it’s the most refreshing beverage you’ve ever encountered. It streams down the corners of your mouth, but you don’t care. 

Panting, you hand it back to him. His dark eyebrow raise from over the frame of his sunglasses as grabs it from you. Before twisting the cap back on and returning it to the overhead compartment, he takes a few deep swigs. 

“Not afraid of my cooties?” you joke. 

Nothing. 

He snatches the fast food bag off the bed and lowers himself onto the mattress, pulling out a stack of napkins, then a few cheeseburgers. 

Another thing you’ve noticed about him is the way he carries himself. His rigid posture and concise movements. Everything he does seems practiced, competent, and strangely… proper, almost? 

It’s fascinating. 

The dog hops up next to your captor and stomps unceremoniously across his lap, diving headfirst into the crinkly bag. 

“Hey!” he tucks the dog into his side like a football and chastises him, “Just wait.” 

He pulls two boxes of fries out of the bag, slides one towards you, followed by a cheeseburger, then places the dog on the ground, “Sit.” 

The dog perks up and complies, his little tail stub wiggling against the rubber mat. 

Your captor unwraps a cheeseburger, gives it to the dog, then takes his food and moves to the head of the bed, leaning against the wall opposite you. 

“I don’t eat meat,” you inform him, “So if you want my burger, go for it.”

The man seems to consider this for a moment before he leans forward and grabs it, splitting it with the dog while you eat a few fries and try not to be completely obvious about your watching him. The dog whines while watching him eat. 

“Do you have dog food?” you ask. 

He looks up and says, “Dog food has meat in it.” 

You jerk back, shaking your head, “For the dog, not for me.” 

He stares at you. 

“Oh,” you blink, then scoff, “You’re trying to be funny. That was a joke. Hilarious. Ok. Well, your dog probably shouldn’t just eat cheeseburgers, it’s not good for him.” 

This is, predictably, met with no response. He raises his eyebrows and returns his attention to his food. 

When the man finishes eating, he opens the overhead compartment, pulling out a bag of dry dog food and another bowl. He makes a point to look up at you as he pours the kibble into the bowl. Your cheeks burn and you deflate for a moment before crossing your arms over your chest and muttering, “Good.” 

He moves up to the driver’s seat and starts tapping the screen of a tablet mounted to his dash.  

Din selects a southbound pickup approximately 30 miles out, drop off Nebraska. Off-course, but it pays enough. 

“Can I sit up there?” 

His jaw clenches. 

That’s if he can stand being in the same vehicle as you for that long. 

Normally when he picks up bounties, they’re either too scared to talk to him or get the hint after the first few unanswered questions. 

But not you. 

No, you are tenacious. 

And noisy. So noisy. 

It’s irritating enough that you ask him a question every five minutes, but on top of that, you make all these other sounds that never seem to cease. Toes tap-tap-tapping on the floor. Fingertips thrumming against the wall or the grab bar or your body. You hum and sing to yourself constantly. 

It is driving him crazy. 

He sets course for the pickup site and pats the passenger’s seat, “Come on.” 

“Are you talking to me or him?” 

You’re sitting there with this smart aleck look on your face, one arm dangling from a handcuff, the other splayed out on your thigh. Two fingers alternate pat-pat-pat-pat against your leg like you’re some kind of human metronome. 

The dog hops down off of Din’s bed and climbs into the passenger’s seat, spinning around a few times before curling into a ball with a hmph. 

“Buckle up,” he tells you. 

“How do you propose I do that, big guy? I have one hand.” 

Din sighs, then gets to his feet. While he’s hovering there, fastening you into the five-point harness, your breath scatters across his face. Your intense gaze burns his skin. 

He reaches for the buckle between your legs and you spread them further apart. Heat flickers at the base of his spine when he goes to snap the belt in place and his knuckles brush against your thigh. 

You say nothing. 

You don’t move. 

For once, you’re still. 

He clicks the seatbelt in place and locks it, then unfastens the handcuffs and returns  them to their place on his belt. 

You wring your wrist, cussing under your breath, and ask, “Can I have my guitar?”

“No.”

“Why not?” you stare up at him, chocolate brown eyes flicking around his face. Your sharp, almost boyish, features pinching up into a fierce expression.

Din bites his tongue and returns to his seat, while you let out an exasperated huff of, “Fucking asshole,” and cross your arms, scowling at the headrest in front of you. 

He stomps down on the clutch twice and shifts the truck into first gear. Tension melts from his muscles when he realizes the cab is finally quiet. Just the comforting roar of the engine struggling to generate torque as he slides from one gear to the next. 

When he gets to the highway and hits a sweet spot to cruise, the truck calms to a purr. Then he hears it. 

Tap tap tap tap tap 

The next exit your captor takes comes much sooner than you expected. 

You crane your neck to get a better view out the massive windshield and frown, “Where are we going?” 

Silence. 

You glare at the side of the man’s head and exhale a big sigh like you’re annoyed by his lack of response. 

But the truth is, your insides are humming. This is it. Your opportunity to get the fuck out of here. 

He’s picking up some kind of freight, you’re sure of it. Which means he’s probably going to get out of the vehicle to hook up the trailer. On the off chance that someone might peak into the cab, he likely won't handcuff you. You guess he’ll issue some kind of threat once the destination draws near in an attempt to intimidate you into not causing a ruckus. 

You check to make sure the blade hasn’t somehow disappeared and release a quiet, relieved sigh when your fingers rub against the hard object. The metal presses into your skin. That will stay put until you’re sure he’s occupied. 

You scratch the woven polyester of the harness strap. Throughout the years, you’ve found yourself in a variety of precarious situations, but have never needed to cut a seatbelt. Your mind buzzes with excitement. 

Do you stab it and let it rip? Or saw through the material? If you go with the saw technique, is it more effective to slide the blade against the flat plane of the strap, or go in at the edge? 

The truck drops a few gears in rapid, but smooth, succession, then turns into a factory parking lot. 

“It’s in your best interest to keep quiet while I do this.” 

So predictable. 

Out of curiosity, wanting to see if he has the balls to make his implicit threat explicit, you ask him, “Meaning what, exactly?” 

“Meaning if you talk to anyone, or try anything, I will kill you.” 

There’s no hesitation. 

You raise an eyebrow and scoff, but your mouth goes dry. Your throat gulps on its own accord. For a moment, you try to talk yourself out of this. Bargaining to try another route of escape. Another more concrete opportunity might present itself. Something that could give you more wiggle room. 

But a not-so-gentle reminder trickles down your spine: he’s delivering you to a fate worse than death. Under no fucking circumstances will you go there without a fight. This could be the only chance. 

You rub the knife through your clothes and eye the handle of the overhead compartment, mapping out where your pack and guitar are stuffed, contemplating whether or not you’ll even have time to get them before you bail. 

The man makes quick work of backing the truck up to the facility. He flips a few switches and shifts into park, then turns to face you, “Are you going to behave?” 

His voice is low and serious. The question, regrettably, makes something flutter at your core. Part of you wants to tell him no, just to see what he’d do. 

“Yes,” you lie. 

He tilts his head and stares at you for a moment, then holds out his hand, “Give me your knife.” 

Fuck. 

“What knife?”

“The pocket knife in your bra.” 

You snort and shake your head, “Pocket knife in my bra?” 

“I’ll give it back to you. But for now, I need you to give it to me.” 

You clench your jaw and cross your arms. 

“Do not make me take it myself,” he warns, “Neither of us want that.” 

Blood rushes to your head with a hot wave of anger. 

“Fuck you,” you spit, “Do you know what they’re going to do to me? Do you have any fucking idea what kind of a death march you’re leading me down? If you kill me before we get there, I’ll consider myself  fucking lucky.” 

The man doesn’t even flinch. His outstretched hand holds steady. Expectant. 

“Fucking piece of shit goon,” you mutter, but slip a hand under your shirt, under the elastic of your sports bra, and fish out your blade. With a flick of your wrist, you toss it on the floor, “I fucking hate you.” 

He picks the knife off the ground, slides it in his front pocket, then turns and opens the door. 

For what it’s worth, he returned the knife like he said he would. 

And the next time he stopped for food, after handcuffing you to the grab bar and giving you some private piss pot time, he brought you protein bars, french fries, and a chocolate milkshake. 

It’s not enough to make up for your complete lack of autonomy, but it’s more consideration than you were expecting. 

The sun set a while ago. Your sense of time is totally fucked, so you’re not sure exactly how long it’s been dark out, just that it feels like forever, and every time you try to look out the windshield or side windows, all you see is a a black void or the red glow of taillights. Sometimes you spot signs that give you clues to your location: Cleveland, Toledo, Chicago. 

The last one you saw was Davenport, shortly after you were ripped from sleep when the 18-wheeler hit a rumble strip off the road’s shoulder. Your captor jerked the wheel, then regained control, steadying his course. 

“Did you just fall asleep?” you asked him. 

He didn’t respond. 

“Hey,” you called, tossing a protein bar at his shoulder, “If you’re tired, you need to pull over and sleep.” 

“I’m fine.” 

“Bullshit.” 

Silence. 

So now you’re wide awake, unable to move or do anything about the fact that the mad man driving this giant fucking machine might drift off into dreamland at any moment. All you can do is watch him.

It’s hard to be sure, with the cab being so dark, but eventually you swear you see his head drooping. 

“You know, if you’re really insistent on driving, I have some uppers in my bag,” you tell him, “Rather have you a little too alert than falling asleep at the wheel.” 

“If you wanted me to get you your fix, you should have asked at the last stop.” 

You snap your head back and scoff, “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” 

He doesn’t respond, but you see his backlit hands gripping and releasing the steering wheel. 

“I don’t need a ‘fix’, jackass.” 

“So, what, you just deal speed out of the goodness of your heart?” 

His tone is snarky. You bristle even more. 

“I deal speed because, as you probably know, I happened upon a fuck ton of speed back in Oregon. I sell it for dirt cheap, just enough to get what I need, never in large quantities, and only when I have no other options for money. I rarely even—” you stop for a moment, tempted to drive into this man about the obvious flaws in his moral compass, but shake your head, “No, you know what? I don’t owe you, of all people, an explanation. So fuck you, man. Get off the fucking road and sleep before you hurt someone.” 

Silence falls over the cab, except for a brief stint of whining from the dog. 

When the man comes up on the next exit, he takes it. 

Din finds a place to park for the night. 

After giving everyone a bathroom break,  he secures the cabin by fastening a ratchet strap to each door’s hand hold, tightening until the strap is taut, then locking it in place. He tucks the key in his front pocket and turns to face the sleeper cab. 

The dog is laying on the mattress, propped up against the back wall with paws curled up in the air. Din looks at you, only to find you already staring at him. Well, actually, glaring might be more accurate. 

Between that and the way you’re strapped into the five-point harness, arms crossed tight over your small frame, you remind him of a sulking child. 

He approaches the overhead storage and pulls out your backpack. For a moment, he considers handing it over without further investigation. The bag is plumb full, and it’s apparent from a glance that you developed a particular system to get all your equipment to fit inside. 

But he has a hunch you’re carrying more than a pocket knife. The road can be ruthless to pretty women like you, regardless of how ferocious you actually are. Considering how adapted you seem to be to this lifestyle, he’s positive you know that and pack accordingly. 

As Din sorts your green rucksack’s carefully organized contents into two piles, he sees you out the corner of his eye, shifting in your seat and pursing your lips. Your rage is palpable. It’s mildly amusing. 

In one side pocket, there are dozens of small ziplock baggies, each containing 6 blue tablets. They go into the things he will keep for now pile. Everything from the other side pocket goes into the things you can keep pile: a few guitar picks, a pen, and a wallet. The wallet contains $54, a faded photo of a little girl and boy hugging each other, and an Iowa Driver License. He’s surprised to see the name Charlie Wanderlust printed on the ID. 

From the main compartment, he puts the following in the things you can keep pile: a tightly-rolled tent and similarly condensed sleeping bag, a few changes of clothes, a small bag of personal hygiene items, two notebooks, camping supplies, a tarp, and a bundle of dirty nylon rope. 

All the way at the bottom of the bag, he finds a pistol and some 9mm clips. He holds the gun up to examine it. GLOCK G19, semi-auto. It looks to be in good condition and well-maintained. 

Like he was with much of the rucksack’s contents, he’s surprised you’re carrying something so high-quality. The few hitchhikers he has encountered seem to be living off threadbare, secondhand equipment. But not you. 

It piques his curiosity. 

He releases the loaded magazine and tosses it to the side, along with the clips, in the things he’ll keep for now pile. The gun itself goes in the things you can keep pile. 

Once satisfied with his search, Din crouches down and puts the ammunition, pills, and ratchet strap keys in the safe under his bed, then slams it shut. 

He turns his attention back to you and finds your gaze still locked on him, dark eyes narrowed to slits. 

In his experience bounty hunting, he exclusively deals with men. 

Most bounties put out on women in the private sector are malicious in nature. Posted by jilted, often violent, men, looking to take back what they think is theirs. Even when there seems to be a morally acceptable reason for the bounty, it rouses his suspicion and leaves a bad taste in his mouth. 

He supposes there’s always an exception. From the information he was given, you are that exception. A lucrative one, at that. 

Some of the things you told him today are nibbling at the edges of his mind, though. 

“Do you know what they’re going to do to me? Do you have any fucking idea what kind of a death march you’re leading me down? If you kill me before we get there, I’ll consider myself fucking lucky.”

Granted, bounties tend to make a number of outlandish claims while trying to negotiate their release from custody. He has heard almost every sob story in the book. Lame attempts to appeal to his sense of humanity. 

He’s trying not to lend it too much credibility, but you seemed so genuine, so righteous, in your anger. 

Then there was the outburst that preceded him stopping for the night. 

Part of him feels guilty for making assumptions about you. Another part of him knows you might be lying, given the circumstances. But it seemed to come from deep within you, dredged up with a sense of disdain, like you didn’t even want to tell him. 

It was contrary to every experience he’s had with bounties trying to talk their way into freedom. 

After taking everything into consideration, he determined you are not likely a threat. A flight risk, sure, but not a threat. 

He unlocks and unbuckles your harness, then goes about his nighttime routine. You narrow your eyes and watch him. 

“What are you doing?” you ask eventually, the question bursting out of you like you can’t hold it in any longer, “What is this?” 

Din squeezes a line of toothpaste on his toothbrush, “Take the bed.” 

“I’m keeping my knife.” 

“I know.” 

He thrusts the toothbrush in his mouth and starts scrubbing in vigorous, concentric motions. 

You huff, then turn to your pile of worldly possessions and dig out the toiletry bag, asking him, “What makes you think I won’t stab you in the middle of the night?” 

Din spits blue foam into an empty bottle, then says, “You don’t seem like the type.” 

“Hell of an assumption,” you raise an eyebrow as you unzip your toiletry bag and fish out two elastic hair ties, sliding them around your wrist, “What if you’re wrong?” 

“If you try to kill me, you won’t succeed,” he stares you down to make sure he’s understood, “But I will.” 

“Ok, pal,” you snort in condescension, pulling half of your white blonde hair over one shoulder. As you start to weave the long strands into a braid, you say, “I don’t want to kill you. But,” your eyes snap to his, “If you try to touch me while I’m sleeping—or at any point in time, for that matter—I will sink that fucking blade into your eyeball without hesitation.” 

He nods. 

“Good,” you smile, “Then we understand each other.”

[chaotic-archaeologist]

Hi Reid!

I recently finished my undergrad, double major history/anthro w a minor (kinda, its complex lol) in animal studies. Im volunteering at a university zooarchaeo lab, since thats what I wanna do, but I'm searching for history/archival/archaeo work bc I Need To Be Paid and really struggling since I don't have a drivers license yet and can't leave where I'm at rn anyway bc of my lab volunteering which is every week (also im working on a GIS cert too so... cant leave city for like 8-10 day shifts lol). Its getting *quite* demoralizing im ngl, esp since I have an undiagnosed fatigue condition on top of it all so stuff like minimum wage customer service isnt suuuuper an option for me tbh.

Was wondering if you had any advice for the archaeologists coming out of undergrad?

If not, a strange history fact that might make me laugh will suffice /j (ya boy needs a laugh)

From,

Currently Sitting In A Tree, Listening to Unreal Earth by Hozier

Hi dirtling, I'm afraid that I don't have great news for you. My answer is going to be more or less the same as the one I gave in this post, which essentially boils down to: you need to go to grad school if you want to be employed in this field.

Working in pretty much any anthropology job is going to require at least a Master's degree, especially ones that require such specialized knowledge like zooarchaeology. Please go look at the post I linked above, because I outlined a good approach for figuring out what kind of qualifications you're going to need.

Also, pretty much every archaeology fieldwork job listing out there is going to require a valid driver's license (at least in the United States). They cannot legally require you to have your own car, but being able to drive a company/crew car (and sometimes a truck and/or a trailer) is a skill that Cultural Resource Management companies are going to be looking for, if you decide to go that route. Lab jobs might be different, but they're less common that fieldwork positions.

I'm sorry—I know this probably isn't the answer you wanted to hear, but somebody needs to give you a realistic assessment of the anthropology job market. Ideally this would've been mentioned as part of your undergraduate education, but better late than never.

There are options out there for you—I really believe that. If you choose not to go to grad school right now or ever, an anthropology degree can be parlayed into any number of jobs that involve understanding humans and culture: public relations, human resources, marketing/advertising, demographics analysis, etc. The GIS cert is also a very marketable skill. Here's a good webpage to look at.

As for a historical fun fact, check out this Smithsonian article about bread that was made with yeast and a recipe from ancient Egypt!

-Reid

[lolitastories]

GHOST

Chapter 15

Every minute and every second was filled with questions and concerns. My grandmother said it was not a good thing to get stuck in my head while making a decision. It's best to make it at the moment because then I start to think about everything that could go wrong and then I get afraid or worried and I back off. That is what is currently happening right now. Since I got on the plane and all the way to Mexico. While in Mexico helping my grandmother pack and now on the plane about to land in the United states. “After many flights, don’t tell me you are afraid of flying?” I narrow my eyes at my grandmother who is calmly sitting beside me. I took in my senses and my body does feel warm. I bet if I touch my forehead there will be some sweat. My leg always shakes but it's like it wants to go on its own. “Wanna hold my hand?” She speaks again

“No” I shake my head, turning it to see the plane preparing for landing. I could hear a slight chuckle but didn’t turn to give it any attention.

“I feel like there is more bothering you than you let on. And I know it's not being jobless because I have not seen such happiness before you left for Argentina” I wanted to blurt out everything. Tell her what was going on but it was a decision I could only make and knowing her, that was exactly what she would tell me.

“You know I hate change and this brings major changes in my life. It's not the uncerntanity but the stress of making the wrong decision from now on” My eyes are still focused on the window as the plane descends on the ground.

“You have always had a good compass guiding you. Whether it's job wise or personal things, I know everything will turn out okay” I nod this time turning to look at her with a smile. Our attention turned when the flight attendant announced we were going to begin our exit. I took a big inhale and calmed down more. As we got out of the plane and walked out the airport I felt more content.

“Where is he?” My grandmother spoke a little irritated. I only smiled while checking my phone for the time.

“There he is,” I pointed at a known vehicle that was pulling up just in time before my grandmother got more annoyed. That is certainly where my mother gets her patience. I took hold of her suitcase as she climbed right into the passenger seat of the truck.

“I’ve missed you too grandma” I laugh helping him put our suitcase in the back. “Prima!” He finally turns and wraps me into a hug.

“Primo” I say really missing the only person my age I grew up with in this family. “How's Holly?”

“Pregnant as ever” He sighs. “I know we planned not to have kids but you took it too seriously, when's your turn?” I rolled my eyes shaking my head

“Once I see how well you adapt I will start thinking about it” He laughs, throwing his head back.

“I wouldn’t relay that on me” Our laughs were quite down. “So glad you are here. I know you are keeping this a secret from the rest but don’t you want to see them atleast for a while?” I looked over to my grandmother who was currently rolling down her window.

“I have been on a plane for hours! Can we get moving?” We both respond with a yes. I look back and nod my head.

“I think it would do me good seeing and interacting with some else for a while” I laugh walking over to get in the car

“For a while?” He raises his eyebrow.

“Do you mind?” I ask before getting into the car.

“Not at all” He smiled, pulling the driver doors open and getting in. “So? Abuela how have you been?” As we are still a way out from our small town they stay talking for a bit.

“Great.” I have not seen my grandmother respond so harshly. Before I could settle the situation down my phone started ringing.

“Hello?” I answer unknowingly because I still have an unmarked phone. There were only a couple people who could contact me and none of whom I wanted to talk to right now.

“Hey” My brows lowered while my heart beat started to rise. I look over to the front and how quiet it got, great. “We haven’t spoken since you left, I wanted to know how things were going” I had lost all my knowledge of the english or spanish language. “Is everything okay?” I could hear on the other side of the phone a chair scraping the floor along with chatter but soon the slam of a door closing. I was punching myself in the gut right now. I mean I have been trained to carry out a negotiation or any type of interrogation and I can’t even make up some words.

“We will be home soon” I look up to my cousin's words. I look past the windshield and notice us turning to a dirt road.

“Who was that?” I didn’t know why my whole body was failing right now. I don’t know if it was the Javier part. Not knowing if to let my family know about him now or the part where I was nervous and on the verge of throwing up because this is the first time in years I would see them again. I shake my head, focusing on what was happening right now.

“Javi” My voice was low and until I spoke I didn't notice my hands shaking. I looked down at my feet trying to focus on the sound of his voice.

“Mi amor?” I took a deep breath knowing I wasn’t prepared to speak freely infront of my family.

“Yeah?” I cleared my throat trying to sound better.

“On your way to see your family?” I unconsciously nod my head. But like always, Javier seemed to know me best and knew what my silence meant. “It will all be okay. They never stopped loving you and would never question your decision because I know without knowing them that they are beyond proud of you” The sting in my nose began as tears welled up my eyes. My mind wanted to scream to him. I couldn't do it but he was one step ahead of me. “You owe them no explanation, don’t be afraid to tell them how much you missed them. Trust me, once you are with them all the nerves and stress would look silly to you” I nod my head again with a small and quiet laugh I couldn’t help but let out. “There’s my girl” My eyes closed as my smile grew bigger. I need to remind myself to go to a priest as soon as I can. Having such a word turn all my senses into wanting, is not normal. My voice was held up now for totally different reasons now. “Feel better?” I could sense a grin on his face. One of those grins I dream about most nights.

“Much” I straighten up in my seat as the truck does another turn.

“Okay” I hear a sigh from his end. “Now are you going to tell me who that male voice belonged to?”

“No” I bet my voice sounded giddy at this point. I couldn’t help it every time I spoke to Javier.

“Do I have to make another trip?”

“You wouldn’t know where to start” I whisper, noticing somehow the ambiance getting quieter.

“I just have to follow one thing”

“Yeah? What is that?”

“My heart” My head falls down as one hand stops what would be an obnoxious laugh to be let out.

“I am going to hang up now” I tease obviously without a single inch of truth in that statement.

“Yeah” He chuckles. “I will reel it in a bit” Another pause. I started to wonder where he was and what he was doing. In Colombia it is early morning so he probably just got to work. “How long?”

“I don’t know” I speak a little louder not wanting to attract the wrong question from my grandmother later on.

“That's okay. Just tell me one thing?” My hand was clammy against my skin as I tried to calm myself down. “I will see you again?” A slight weight had been removed. I don’t think I could take another worry on my shoulder.

“Yes” I hear an okay on the other side.

“Give me a second” I hear him say before speaking to another person who entered the room he was in. “What?” I smile remembering how he was at work. He would walk around with such a stare on his face. Full of thought or just hating the world but I could never tell with him before. “Tell her I will be right there” Her? Maybe Noonan? I try to hear a little closer.

“Messina has asked me to escort you to her office sir” Messina? Not Noonan? Who was this lady? Must be important if she has an office.

“Give me 5 minutes” Javier grunts getting back on the phone. “Mi-” He gets cut off by a slam of the door.

“I am not going to put up with your shit too Peña! I ask for your presence and you will come as soon as I say jump” It probably should make me a little angry hearing someone talk to him like that without reason. But then again I know how Peña acts and am sure he has given her reasons to talk to him like that. A small smile appears on my face. “You should be out there with Murphy and I explaining the sting operation on capturing President Bush!” Bush? Now that made me laugh.

“We are here Prima” I looked up not noticing when the truck came to a full stop as my grandmother was already out the truck.

“I will be right out” He nods, closing the door behind him. I go back to hearing the conversation and it hasn’t turned pretty.

“We don’t need supervision! We were fine without it”

“Really? Remind me how many times you have let Escober escape through your hand?” Bam. “How many times have you made the wrong decisions? Cost us men and made you and your team look like fools?” That was definitely not needed. Who was this lady?. I could hear footsteps getting closer and it was confirmed when I could literally feel like she was on the phone with me. “In my office in 1 minute or I will have you on a plane straight to Miami since something else seems to be more important than your job” I was going to hell for laughing at someone being screamed at. The door slammed and I heard his voice.

“I apologise” I was about to ask when he continued talking. “Such a bitch” He sighs. I hear the door open and his footsteps heavier and heavier. “She comes in here and tries to act like such a-”

“Javi” His words stop. “I need you to be calm and sensisable although that would be foreign for you” I hear a small laugh on the other side. “I will call you later so you can tell me all about who that lady is” It sounded like I was spitting posion.

“Jealous?” I laugh

“Not even a little.” I changed the topic real quick knowing he was probably standing outside her door right now. “Be nice. I will call you in an hour”

“Okay. Pray for me mi angel” I laugh again opening the door.

“I always do.” With that we hang up. I close the truck door and I am welcomed with the scene of something I have very much missed. The beige walls. The brown clay roofing. The wind shaped entrances and columns. The sound of the wind running throught the familiar trees. The animals and birds singing, it's like I never left. I walk around the side and notice no one in there through the big windows. I walk around back and from a distance I freeze. My grandmother is surrounded by her family. My family. It stayed the same, like I never left.

Chapter 16

[ts1989fanatic]

Taylor Swift is sharing the wealth from her wildly successful Eras Tour ... in the form of six-figure bonuses for the truckers hauling her equipment all around the country!

Our Taylor sources tell us she gifted each trucker working her tour $100,000 ... handing out the bonus checks before her Saturday show in Santa Clara, CA.

We're told the folks getting the money are production truck drivers who have been hauling Taylor's equipment for The Eras Tour ... there are around 50 truckers for her U.S. tour, which means Taylor just shelled out about $5 million.

Our sources say the checks were an "end of the tour" bonus ... remember, the United States leg is coming to a close next week when Taylor plays a series of gigs at SoFi Stadium in Inglewood before moving down to Mexico.

Taylor's nationwide tour has raked in $1 billion in sales ... and when the dust settles, she could end up having the highest-grossing tour of all time!!!

Truck drivers aren't the only ones getting a slice of the pie in the form of bonuses.

Our production sources tell us Taylor also bonused band members, dancers, lighting and sound technicians, caterers, and others. It's unclear how much the non-truckers received, but we're told it was a "very generous amount."

Bottom line ... it pays to work for Taylor.

ts1989fanatic I wanna job with Taylor Swift (TBT what swiftie wouldn’t)

[mightyflamethrower]

Concerns Mount Over Exploding Electric Vehicles

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BY CHRIS MORRISON

Safety concerns around electric vehicles continue to mount with Australian fire and rescue services in New South Wales stating they might have to make a “tactical disengagement” of a trapped car accident victim if the battery is likely to explode. Australian journalist Jo Nova covered the story, which was first mentioned in the EV blog The Driven, and commented: “They say the first responders need more training as if this can be solved with a certificate, but the dark truth is they’re talking about training the firemen and the truck drivers to recognise when they have to abandon the rescue.”

The Driven, a widely-read blog that seems highly sympathetic to a rollout of EVs, was reporting on recent testimony given to the NSW Government’s Electric and Hybrid Vehicle Batteries Inquiry. The writer suggested that first responders did not have adequate training to deal with electric vehicle collisions, and in the most serious cases, crews could be forced to abandon rescues. One particular area of concern seemed to revolve around the need to extract a trapped casualty quickly after a crash by dragging the person out in a “very undesirable manner”. Fires are a grave risk in any vehicle accident, but they can be quickly brought under control in an internal combustion engine (ICE) vehicle.

Worries about the potential dangers inherent in EVs is likely to grow as numbers on the roads continue to rise. EV battery explosions can occur very quickly, triggering the release of highly toxic gases. When they roar into thermal overdrive, they create very high temperatures and are very difficult to extinguish. The explosion can occur after almost any collision, or be due to a fault in the initial manufacture. The fire often takes hours to control and it can reignited days after it was thought to be out. With Net Zero fanatics desperate to drive ICE cars off the road in short order, EVs are the only mass private transport solution offered. Many of the issues, including safety, that make them an inferior product compared to petrol-powered combustion cars are often ignored.

Just what can be involved in putting out a fire in an EV was dramatically detailed in a recent press release from the Wakefield Fire Dept in Massachusetts. It was called out to deal with a burning Tesla on a snowy Interstate 95, and reported:

Wakefield Engine 1 and Ladder 1 initiated suppression operations, applying copious amounts of water onto the vehicle. Multiple surrounding mutual aid communities responded as well to support firefighting operations and to create a water shuttle to bring water continually to the scene. Engines from Melrose, Stoneham, Reading, Lynnfield as well as a Middleton water tanker assisted. Firefighters had three 1¾-inch hand lines as well as a ‘blitz gun’ in operation to cool the battery compartment… Lynnfield crews established a continuous 4-inch supply line from Vernon Street up to the highway. The fire was declared under control and fully extinguished after about two and a half hours… The vehicle was removed from the scene after consulting with the Hazmat Unit… The crews did a great job, especially in the middle of storm conditions – on a busy highway.

There is little doubt that EV fires are on the rise. In the U.K., CE Safety runs Freedom of Information checks on local fire brigades and its latest survey shows an alarming rise in conflagrations. In Greater London in the 2017-2022 period, there were a reported 507 battery fires from a number of EV types, but CE Safety found a “gigantic” 219 conflagrations in 2022-23 alone. Lancashire was said to rank second with 15 EV battery fires, but this was 10 more in a single year than recorded in the five years between 2017-2022. Overall “it was concerning” to discover that the number of electric battery fires during 2022-2023 was higher in most areas than the data showed over five years from 2017 to 2022. During that year, 14 buses suffered battery fires.

There was a substantial increase in the number of e-bikes catching fire, with CE Safety noting that lithium is highly flammable and reactive. “Over-charging presents a massive risk to households with lithium-powered vehicles,” the safety organisation observed.

Concern is also rising over the transportation of EVs on car ferries. Recently, Havila Kystruten, which operates a fleet of car ferries around the coast of Norway, has banned the transportation of electric, hybrid and hydrogen vehicles. According to a report in the Maritime Executive, it is the latest step by the shipping industry, “which has become acutely aware of the increasing danger of transporting EV and other alternate fuel vessels”.

Havila’s Managing Director Bent Martini said a risk analysis had shown a fire at sea in a fossil fuel vehicle could be handled by on-board systems. “A possible fire in electric, hybrid or hydrogen cars will require external rescue efforts and could put people on board and the ships at risk,” he said. That of course is the nightmare scenario. If fire breaks out on a ferry making a 20-mile crossing in good weather, the chances of all passengers and crew surviving are good. Less good, perhaps, if fire was to break out and fill the ship with toxic smoke in the middle of a stormy November night while crossing the Bay of Biscay. Chances of survival would be diminished if the high temperatures caused nearby EVs to explode.

Mercifully, we are less and less likely to see such accidents. The list of disadvantages of EVs is lengthening by the day. Environmental concerns about the manufacture and mining of raw materials have been raised, while ‘range anxiety’ is common among drivers. EVs are more expensive than ICE cars, while knackered batteries mean that second-hand values are very poor. For those who would see the back of them, the graph below might provide some comfort.

This shows the recent decline in the share price of the American car hire giant Hertz. Back in 2021, the company pushed ahead with huge purchases of Teslas. In January it dumped 20,000 of them, and last month pushed another 10,000 onto a sagging second-hand market. Out in the real world – the world where people create wealth by providing what other people actually want – fewer drivers seemed willing to hire them. The share price tells its own sorry story. Meanwhile, EV sales across Europe tend to be driven by unsustainable tax breaks, while the cars are mainly popular with wealthy people as a second or third city runabout. An enforced political adoption of EVs is likely to destroy vast swathes of the European car industry, unable to compete with cheap Chinese imports.

If the aim is to take away personal transport for the masses, EVs are an excellent idea. Whether that will ultimately play well at the ballot box is another matter.

Chris Morrison is the Daily Sceptic’s Environment Editor.

I would not be able to sleep at night knowing I had a ticking time bomb parked in my garage.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Bill Day

* * * *

Wow! You can’t make this up!

March 21, 2024

ROBERT B. HUBBELL

It’s hard to believe that the dysfunction in the Republican Party could get worse, but Wednesday saw new heights (or depths?) of chaos in the GOP. You are undoubtedly interested in hearing how the GOP impeachment hearing directed at Joe Biden produced damning evidence—against Donald Trump! But first, let’s look away from the GOP car crash to view the important work that President Biden is doing on behalf of the American people. (You’re welcome!)

As Trump and the GOP were entering panic mode at warp speed, President Biden was delivering on his promises to the American people. The Biden administration began the day by announcing a rule that would accelerate the production of hybrid and all-electric cars. See NYTimes, Biden Administration Announces Rule Aimed at Expanding Electric Vehicles. (This article is accessible to all.)

Per the NYTimes,

The Biden administration on Wednesday issued one of the most significant climate regulations in the nation’s history, a rule designed to ensure that the majority of new passenger cars and light trucks sold in the United States are all-electric or hybrids by 2032. Nearly three years in the making, the new tailpipe pollution limits from the Environmental Protection Agency would transform the American automobile market.

Accelerating the transition to hybrid and electric cars will deliver enormous economic and health benefits to the American people. Again, per the Times, the new regulation will

avoid more than seven billion tons of carbon dioxide emissions over the next 30 years . . . That’s the equivalent of removing a year’s worth of all the greenhouse gases generated by the United States . . . . The regulation would provide nearly $100 billion in annual net benefits to society [including] $13 billion of annual public health benefits thanks to improved air quality. The standards would also save the average American driver about $6,000 in reduced fuel and maintenance over the life of a vehicle, the E.P.A. estimated.

As the new “tailpipe emissions” standard was being announced, President Biden announced a massive investment in an Intel chip fabricating facility in Arizona. See Politico, Biden boosts Intel with massive CHIPS payout in swing state Arizona.

Per Politico, Biden said

“We will enable advanced semiconductor manufacturing to make a comeback here in America after 40 years. It’s going to transform the semiconductor industry and create entirely new ecosystems.” Biden said Intel would also invest “over $100 billion” across the country, in facilities in Arizona, Oregon, Ohio and New Mexico. Those investments should put the U.S. on track to produce roughly 20 percent of the world’s leading-edge chips by 2030, Biden said. He added that Intel’s new projects are expected to create 30,000 jobs nationwide in construction and manufacturing.

Beyond creating tens of thousands of jobs in the high-tech sector, the CHIPS and Science Act protects US national security. Recall that during the COVID pandemic, supply chain issues disrupted the flow of semiconductors into the US, hampering the manufacture and sale of hundreds of consumer products that rely on microprocessors. Manufacturing the chips in the US serves as a hedge against that future risk.

For most presidents, the Intel announcement and new tailpipe admissions standard would be the year's crowning achievements. For Joe Biden, those announcements were known as “Wednesday.” Biden gets stuff done. Tell a friend.

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Writing Research - Truck Driver

This is for all the writers that want to write about or have a character who is a truck driver. I hope this helps you a lot. 

This list of links contains information on how to become one, types of truck drivers, how much they earn, what kind of food they eat, how they get clean, what kind of dangers they face, what a day in their life is like, and so on.

How To Become A Truck Driver?

LearnHowToBecome - How to Become a Truck Driver

Smart Trucking - How to Become a Truck Driver in the US: 10 Steps to Getting Your CDL

wikiHow - How to Become a Truck Driver

Berks Technical Institute (BTI) - How to Become a Truck Driver

Trucking Truth Blog - So You’re Thinking About Becoming A Truck Driver?

FCC - What Types of Truck Drivers Are There?

US Truck Driver Training School Inc. - Trucking 101 – Types of Trucking Companies

How Much Do Truck Drivers Make?

LearnHowToBecome - Truck Driver Salary Guide | How Much Does a Truck Driver Make in the United States?

Prime Inc. - How Much Money Do Truck Drivers Make?

Trucking Truth Blog - Truck Driver Salary: The Complete Guide

AllTrucking - First Year Truck Driver Salary

CloudTrucks - 9 Highest Paying Trucking Salaries of 2022

MigWay - How Much Money Do Truck Drivers Make in 2022?

Drive My Way - 11 Types of Truck Driver Pay Explained

Truckstop - Truck Driver Salary: Top Paying Jobs (By State & Freight Type)

Youtube: The Rideshare Guy - Truck Driver Salary: Here's What It's REALLY Like to Be a Truck Driver!! [video]

A Day In The Life Of A Truck Driver...

Flock Freight - A Day in the Life of a Truck Driver

Energy Transportation Group - A Day in the Life of a Truck Driver

John Greene Logistics Company (JGLC) - A Day in the Life as a Truck Driver

CRST The Transportation Solution - A Day in the Life of a Truck Driver

Migway - A Day in the Life of a Truck Driver

EpicVue - A Day In The Life of a Truck Driver: What to Expect

Carlile - A Day in the Life of an Alaskan Truck Driver

Youtube: CNBC Make It - I Bring In $144K A Year Driving Trucks | On The Job [video]

Youtube: Trucker Josh VLOGS - My Trucking Life | A DAY IN THE LIFE | #2228 | March 4, 2021 [video]

The CDL School - What is the Typical Day in the Life of a Truck Driver?

Business Insider - See photos of a day in the life of a married trucking couple making $125,000 a year [photos]

Youtube: HISTORY - Ice Road Truckers: Ready To Roll (Season 1, Episode 1) | Full Episode [video]

The News Wheel - On the Job: What Is It Like Being a Truck Driver?

Iowa Agriculture Literacy Foundation - A Day in the Life of a Truck Driver

Southwest Truck Driving School - A Day in the Life of a Trucker

Youtube: Eiver2 Trucker - A Week of my Life/ My Passion/ Truck Driver [video]

Youtube: She Someone Special - What It’s Like Being A OTR Female Truck Driver+ Pros & Cons + Storytime + Being A Young Trucker [video]

NewsNation - Behind the wheel: A day in the life of a big rig driver [video]

lily - Female Truck Drivers Archives: Lily Transportation

Youtube: Happiness By The Mile - A Day in the Life | Over The Road Trucker (Trucking Vlog 001) [video]

Youtube: Grtruckingdemolitionllc - A day in the life of a heavy haul trucker | kenworth moving oversize load [video]

Youtube: Kayla Taylor Trucking - A Day In The Life Of A Truck Driver / Drop and Hook / Weighing and Sliding Tandems / Fueling + More [video]

Youtube: Niesha K - A Detailed Day in the Life of a TRUCK DRIVER | Laid Back [video]

Youtube: ALEX THE TRUCKING GUY - a REAL day in the life of a U.S truck driver (POV 626 miles Indiana to Nebraska) - [vlog #104] [video]

Youtube: Eliante and Kayla - A Day In The Life Of A Woman Truck Driver | Eliante and Kayla [video]

Reddit: I Am A - IAMA New Long Haul Trucker, Ask Me Anything.

Youtube: Trucker Jay in the UK - New job new truck London [video]

Youtube: mark pritchard - A day in the life of a UK truck driver. [video]

Youtube: Trucker Cassie - Full Day Winter Vlog: Sweden [video]

Youtube: Angelica Larsson - A Day as a Real (Swedish) Trucker: What we do [video]

Youtube: Iwona Blecharczyk - Mój pierwszy ładunek! My first load (Polish Trucker) [video]

Youtube: Sheila Bellaver Caminhoneira - Na Vibe Da Estrada!! Saindo Empresa Rumo SÃO PAULO! (Brazilian Trucker) [video]

Youtube: Parul TV - Truck Driver in Canada Punjabi Life Daily Routine [video]

Youtube: PinoyTruckDriver Japan - Japan Truckers| Pinoy trucker Japan [video]

Youtube: LifeWithTracyB - A Day in the Life of Husband and Wife Team Truck Drivers! [video]

Youtube: Driver Solutions - Trucking: Day In The Life Of A Married Couple On Truck [video]

Youtube: Bair's on the Road - Day in the life: Truck driver & wife [video]

Female Truck Drivers

The Trucking Scribe - Dealing with Period Aches and Pains for Women Truck Drivers

The Trucking Scribe - Feel Better on Your Period, Tips for Female Truck Drivers

Trucking Truth - Handling Your Ladies Time On The Road…

Fueloyal - Female Truck Driver – Trucking Career Challenges and Importance

Youtube: Niesha K - Period Tips for Female Truckers + MY PERSONAL EXPERIENCE [video]

Matheson - Is it Safe for Women to be Truck Drivers? Myths Busted.

Business Insider - Truckers say they’re denied bathrooms on the job, forcing female drivers to take creative measures to relieve themselves

NPR - What women truckers can tell us about living and working alone [audio]

Women in Trucking - How Safe Do Female Drivers Feel On the Road?

Business Insider - Female truckers describe the extra precautions they take to stay safe on the road — from disguising their gender and avoiding tight clothes to carrying weapons

Trucking Truth - Women In Trucking: Tips For Safety and Comfort

Kelly Struck - Female Truck Driver Safety: 27 Tips to Keep You Safe on the Road

Reddit: Truckers - What’s it like being a female trucker

Youtube: Big Trucker Bre - Pros & Cons To Truck Driving | Female Edition [video]

Reddit: Truckers - I’m [19F] interested in trucking… how safe do y’all lady truckers feel?

Reddit: Truckers - The fucked up shit women drivers have to deal with…

Reddit: I Am A - IAmA former female truck driver, AMA

Reddit: Ask Me Anything - I’m a 23yo female long haul truck driver. AMA

Youtube: YOU LOVE INDIA - A day in the life of a female truck driver| pallet fell out the truck [video]

How Do Truck Drivers’ Eat?

Schneider - Grocery list for truck drivers with ready-to-eat, no-prep foods

Logity Dispatch - What Do Truck Drivers Eat on the Road

Heavy Duty Trucking - How Truck Drivers Can Eat Healthy on the Road

HMD Trucking - A List of Healthy Meals for Truck Drivers

Prime Inc. - Healthy & Simple Truck Driver Food Ideas

Nutrition and Food Services (NFS) - Healthy Eating Tips Truck Drivers [pdf]

CloudTrucks - 13 Healthy Snacks for Truck Drivers

Trucking Truth - The Complete Guide To A Career In Trucking: How can I eat healthy on the road? Will I be able to cook my own meals?

Knight Transportation - Top Healthy Diets for Truck Drivers

Smart Trucking - Healthy Snacks For Truckers – 15 Simple Ideas For On the Road

Healthy Truck - Healthier Living (and Eating) for the Long-Haul

Garmin - How to Stay Healthy as a Truck Driver on the Road

How Do Truck Drivers Stay Clean & Use The Bathroom?

Truckers Insider - How do trucker do laundry?

Big Rig HQ - Where Do Truckers Wash Clothes While On The Road?

Trucking Truth - I Shower How Often? What Is Personal Hygiene Like On The Road

Schneider - What kind of clothes do truck drivers wear?

Team Run Smart - Laundry Tips For Truckers

Trucking Truth - The Complete Guide To A Career In Trucking: Life on the road: Showers, bathroom breaks, & personal hygiene

Prime Inc. - All About Truck Stop Showers: Tips For Showering On the Road

CTC Trucking - Everything You Need To Know About Truck Stop Showers

Schneider - Where do truck drivers shower? And other common questions

CloudTrucks - Where do Truck Drivers Sleep?

CDL Training Spot - Where Do Truck Drivers Shower?

TruckersGoods - How To Get Free Showers At Truck Stops? (Best Places List)

Truckers Insiders - How do truck drivers shower? Travel tips from the Pros

FreightWaves - Can I use the bathroom? The answer for truckers is often ‘No’

CDL Training Spot - Where Do Truckers Pee? Get Ready For The Truth

The Trucking Scribe - How Do Female Truck Drivers Pee When There Is No Restroom?

Big Rig HQ - How Do Truck Drivers Use The Bathroom While On The Road?

Truck Drivers’ Advice & Tips

Trucking Truth - The Complete Guide To A Career In Trucking: Rookie Drivers: Tips, Tricks, & Surviving your First Year On The Road

Smart Trucking - 7 Things You Need To Know About Your First Year as a New Truck Driver

CloudTrucks - Tips For New Truck Drivers: Starting Your Career Strong

Trucking Truth - Important Truths for Rookie Drivers: Surviving Your First 6 Months

Schneider - 6 truck driving tips from experienced truckers

USA Today - These truck drivers have mastered road trips. Here are their pro tips.

Trucking Truth - Trying To Teach Proper Driver Forecasting

Schneider - 8 truck driver trip planning tips

Chevin Fleet Solutions - 10 essential winter driving tips for truck drivers [infographic]

Schneider - 6 leading truck driver budget and money saving tips

DRS Truck Sales - 5 Smart Money Saving Tips For Truckers

TransForce - 5 Budgeting Tips for Truck Drivers

The Lanier Law Firm - 50 Tips for Truck Drivers

Smart Trucking - Trucker Tips Master Guide: Expert Advice From Experienced Truck Drivers

The Trucking Scribe - Hobbies for Women Truck Drivers in Small Spaces

Porter Freight Funding - Most Popular Hobbies for Truck Drivers

Knight Transportation - 7 Hobbies for Truck Drivers and How to Start Them

Schneider - What do truckers do for fun on the road?

Smart Trucking - Team Driving Jobs | A Professional Truck Driver’s

GuideTrucking Truth - Dispelling The Myths Of Team Driving

Youtube: Ebony Swope - Couples Truck Driving | Day in the Life - Team Driving [video]

HMD Trucking - What Is Team Driving and How Does It Work? (Updated October, 2022)

Drive Knight - Top 10 Benefits of Truck Driving With Pets

ATBS - Tips for Trucking With Pets

Reddit: Truckers - A question for truckers who ride with pets…

CloudTrucks - Trucking Life with Dogs: Traveling Tips + Breed Recommendations

HMD - Best Pets for Truck Drivers

Reddit: Truckers - Pets?

Trucking Truth - Tips For Trucking With Your Pets

PRIME Inc. - 5 Advantages of Truck Driving With Pets

The Trucker - Dogs, cats, other pets can provide drivers with companionship, other benefits on the road but require care and caution

Reddit: Trucker Cats - Please give all tips and tricks for having a trucker cat. I’ll be riding with my boyfriend soon and we are bringing our cat. Any advice? Litter box, leash, or both? If litter box, where? Plus I’d love to see any cool setups for your furry riders’ litter boxes and beds.

Miscellaneous

Yuma Truck Driving School - An Intro to CB Radio for Truckers

Apex Capital Corp - Talk Like a Trucker: A Guide to Trucking Lingo

Top Mark Funding - Guide to CB Radio Lingo & Trucker Slang

Smart Trucking - Learn How to Talk CB Lingo Like a Trucker, C’Mon!

Freightech - Tricking Industry Slang and Terms

Trucker Country - CB Terminology And Trucker Slang

New York Post - Australia’s ‘hottest trucker’ makes $63K-a-year from OnlyFans

New York Post - Hot pink Brazilian truck driver racks up 2 million followers transporting fruit

Truck Driver Institute - How to be Successful at Truck Driving with a Child

Healthy Trucking of America - Can a Mom be a Professional Truck Driver?

TruckDrivingJobs - Truck Driving With Children Passengers

Trucking Truth - How is the truck driver's family affected?

Prime Inc. - For Trucker Families | Being A Truck Driver With A Family

Logity Dispatch - Can a Child Ride in a Commercial Truck?

Napier Truck Driver Training Inc. - Staying In Touch With Family As A Truck Driver

Overdrive - Driver held at gunpoint, cargo pilfered: How to avoid being an easy mark in dangerous times

TransForce - 6 Tips to Prevent Semi Truck Cargo Theft

Drive My Way - 8 Dangers of Being a Truck Driver (And How to Avoid Them!)

Smart Trucking - The Deadly Dangers in Truck Driving Jobs That You Probably Didn’t Know Existed

TCI Transportation - Common Dangers Truckers Face Every Day

U.S. Bureau of Labor Statistics - Workplace hazards of truck drivers [pdf]

Prime Inc. - What Is Team Driving Life? Pros & Cons of Team Driving

Schneider - Team truck driving jobs: What is Team truck driving?

FleetOwner - LGBT truckers share tales from the road

Rolling Stone - Inside the Growing World of Queer Truckers

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Guy Ritchie's The Covenant -Explained

It has been a while since my husband and I have had a night in to watch a movie together, so I decided to pick out the film for us to watch today; the title of the film is "Guy Ritchie's The Covenant."

The Covenant tells a story that unravels an incredible tale of survival, sacrifice, and redemption. It is a story about the strong bonds and deals made through blood, which can be described as a male melodrama.

The setting of the movie takes place in Afghanistan, where the United States is stationed, amidst the conflict with the Taliban. Rather than exploring the distinctions between who is right and who is wrong, military and political tactics, the director, Richie, emphasized the human morality during times of war. The film speaks to the immense sacrifice and the enduring pain that result from the war. The initial hour of this movie was an excellent war-action film, giving an immersive view of the dangers hanging over all involved. During the opening scene, John Kinley (played by Jake Gyllenhaal) and his team, who specialize in recovering explosives or weapons of mass destruction, are conducting roadside checks. During an attempt to get an Afghan truck driver to open his payload, the translator and two other soldiers were killed when a bomb was detonated. At this point, Ahmed (played by Dar Salim) makes his entrance and takes the vacant role. At first, it crossed my mind that Ahmed's motivation for accepting this job was purely financial gain and the opportunity to obtain a visa to the United States. But then, I came to realization that Ahmed shared the same goal as John Kinley in destroying the Taliban, as his son had been murdered by the group. The most crucial part of the movie is the last hour, which showcases two rescue missions carried out by Ahmed and John. This section of the film showcases superb cinematography, a spot-on score, and an exceptional music (I humbly pay respect to Christopher Benstead for his creation of Score - a magnificent and exquisite musical composition). The casting is also stellar, with outstanding performances by everyone, especially Jake Gyllenhaal and Dar Salim. John's team was attacked by the Taliban, resulting in the deaths of almost all members except for John and Ahmed. John was severely injured and unable to walk or remain conscious. Despite the fact that it would have been easier for Ahmed to flee alone, he chose to stay with John. Ahmed made the decision to remain and carried John all the way back to the US troop. He had to avoid taking the trail or a car since it would be too conspicuous, and the Taliban could easily trace their whereabouts. Ahmed had no other option but to place John on a wooden trailer and pull it along a rough road, with only the bare essentials of food and drink. Ahmed did not abandon John even though they were in a dangerous situation and were being threatened by the Taliban. He made a commitment to John, saying "We are going home." My initial impression of The Covenant was that it was just a film about American exceptionalism; yet, with further inspection, I realized that it was much more than that. In spite of the chaos of war, Ahmed stood by John's side, refusing to abandon him in his time of need. However, despite his contributions and heroic actions in saving John's life, Ahmed found himself without any assistance from the U.S Army, he has become the top of the Taliban's list of targets, causing his family to run away in order to avoid danger. Upon Kinley's return to the US, he is unable to recall anyone or anything from his in Afghanistan except for a few fleeting memories and the recollection of Ahmed reassuring him, "We are going home." He began to experience feverish dreams that were chaotic and disorienting. The images were captured from unusual angles and the frames were alternately sped up and slowed down, creating a chaotic and overwhelming sensory experience.   “You think he blessed you. Well, he cursed me. I am the man who gets no rest.” - John Kinley This is the moment when John conversed with his wife. He does not believe that his survival is a result of God's blessings. He believes that he is under God's curse for abandoning the person who rescued him. Kinley gradually had a vague recollection of his experiences while suffering an injury. He can now recall how Ahmed put his own life in danger to rescue his. Then, in an effort to return his debt of gratitude, Kinley then started to make numerous attempts to obtain visas for Ahmed and his family in order to repay his debt of gratitude. But despite many phone calls from Kinley, the document and procedure were like pain in the ass. This shows how apathetic the system is toward Afghan translators. “I'm lying in this bed. I kiss my children before they go to school. And he's hiding in a hole somewhere. A hole he can never get out. The hole we put him in. And that wasn't the deal. The deal that we offered his family sanctuary. Then we tied a noose around his neck, and kicked the stool out from under him. I should be in this hole.” - John Kinley This situation is unjust and morally wrong. I have been thinking about the title of the movie, "The Covenant". What is the reason for the covenant? "The Covenant", which may also be translated as "the commitment" or "the promise." This commitment might be considered the unspoken connection that exists between Ahmed and Kinley. And for me, the word "commitment" holds great weight. It signifies more than just a written agreement signed with ink on paper; it represents a promise and an agreement that is sealed with blood. Ahmed fulfilled his obligation to this commitment; he made all effort possible and put his life in danger to save Kinley. But once he was saved, Kinley took a plane back to his house in the middle of the war, and Ahmed was left to face the consequences of the heroic deed he had performed by saving Kinley's life.  “That is not how this debt works. It demands a result, not an appeasement.” - John Kinley So, it is now Kinley's responsibility to save Ahmed and the rest of his family. Kinley makes his way back to Afghanistan with his wife providing moral support. He must fulfill his obligation under the covenant he signed with Ahmed, not through appeasement, but by returning and fulfilling his part of the covenant. “30 August 2021, the U.S Armed Force completed their departure from Afghanistan, marking the end of the 20-year long campaign. One month later, the Taliban seized back complete control. More than 300 interpreters and their families have been murdered for collaborating with the U.S military. Thousands more are still in hiding.” - Guy Ritchie’s The Covenant Through the narrative of Ahmed and Kinley, Ritchie describes a world in which the United States of America promises one thing, only to use up its ally and then cast them aside when they are no longer of any use to the United States. It's a tale that began unfolding around two years ago, when the United States withdrew its forces from Afghanistan, leaving behind a large number of collaborators who were at the mercy of the Taliban. In the bigger picture of director Ritchie, Kinley symbolizes the United States, Ahmed represents Afghanistan. Afghanistan fulfilled its obligations under the covenant, but in exchange it has gotten nothing but desertion from the United States. Did the war in Afghanistan come to an end when Kinley returned to the United States from Afghanistan? No, it has never stopped. Have people in Afghanistan like Ahmed, who collaborated with the U.S. army, been able to return to a peaceful and normal life? No, they have never had the opportunity.  “That is not how this debt works. It demands a result, not an appeasement.” - John Kinley For me, the movie serves as an emotional tribute to the selfless acts of Afghan interpreters and their family, emphasizing the significance of fulfilling the commitments made to them by the United States government. The film also effectively portrays the harsh reality of war, highlighting the brutality that both sides endure. There are no clear winners in such conflicts. And I personally believe that there is a hidden message conveyed throughout the film. If you noticed well, Afghans and even Taliban soldiers use an Arabic saying to greet each other. "As-Salaam-Alaikum". This is a common Islamic greeting that translates to “Peace be with you brother”. Peace. Peace. Peace. Throughout a movie about war, this greeting is frequently repeated that conveys the collective hope for peace and happiness among individuals of diverse races, countries, and religions.

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Sara Saffari Age, Height, Husband, Net Worth, Kid, Brother

Sara Saffari born on February 28, 2001 is a fitness influencer and YouTuber who rose to fame for her fit and muscular body features. She is a current internet sensation who has managed to amass around 1.38 million subscribers. So here in this article, we are going to discuss she her early life, education, success story, relationship, boyfriend, parents, net worth, kids, etc.

Who is Sara Saffari?

Sara Saffari is a popular YouTuber and fitness influencer from the United States who rose to popularity by maintaining her physique in a really great manner. She is a girl with an attractive six-pack and a high muscular body; thus, she has grasped the attention of millions of people. Because it is not an easy job to maintain a perfect six-pack body, but she has been doing that for many years, Sara deserves all the love and care from the audience. Presently, she is working in the gym, helping others get fit and chic, in addition to becoming a fashion and fitness influencer. Currently, Sara is spreading fashion goals among the younger generation.

Sara Saffari Biography

Real Name/Full NameSara SaffariDate Of Birth28 February 2001Age23 years oldBirthplaceKentucky, United StatesNationalityAmericanReligionNot religiousZodiac signPiscesHeight5 Feet 4 InchesWeight60 kgRelationship status SingleSiblingsNot KnownProfessionFitness trainer, social media influencer, content creator, entrepreneurNet worth$1.5 million

Early Life of Sara Saffari

Sara Saffari was born on February 28, 2001, in the Kentucky, USA, region; thus, her nationality belongs to the United States, and her ethnicity has roots in the USA as well. The star sign of Sara is Pisces, and if we see the character traits of Pisces people, they will be more genuine, innovative, dreamy, ambitious, friendly, etc., and the good thing is, these traits are getting matched with surprisingly. Even the stars can easily detect the life of Sara. Presently, we don’t have information about her parents; it is believed that Sara’s father is a truck driver and her mother is an English teacher. Sara is their only child. Thus, she enjoys lots of pampering, and her parents allow Sara to pursue her dreams. She did her education at Adolfo Camarillo High School.

Sara Saffari Education

Sara went to California Lutheran University. She worked very hard at school. She graduated from school in May 2023 with a Master of Business Administration degree. This means she gained valuable business knowledge and leadership skills. Sara is not only a fitness expert; she is also brilliant and understands business operations. This helps her with her online and fitness careers. Sara Saffari Age

Sara Saffari is 22 years old as of 2023 and was born on February 28, 2001, in Kentucky. It has been eight months since she celebrated her birthday. We hope that Sara has celebrated her birthday in a good manner. Our team wishes her a very great year ahead. Sara Saffari Height and Weigh

Sara Saffari's height is 5 feet 4 inches and 165 cm, or 1.65 meters, and she weighs about 60 kg. She is a fitness freak; though she has a thin and slender body, she has a muscular body, so her weight climbs up accordingly. Since she is a fitness freak, Sara knows all the nuances of maintaining her height and weight. In addition to that, Sara is a very beautiful girl with a bright smile.

Height5 feet 4 inchesWeight132 pounds (60 kg)Hair ColorDark brownEye ColorBrown

Sara Saffari Gym Workout

Sara Saffari enjoys documenting her gym workouts online. She teaches people how to lift weights and do exercises that will make them stronger and healthier. Sara also explains why each workout is beneficial. She enjoys changing up her routines and doing something new every time to keep things interesting. Sara always reminds everyone to stay safe and listen to their bodies when working out. Her workouts are popular because they can benefit anyone, regardless of whether they are new to exercise or have been doing so for a while. Sara Saffari Nationality

Sara Saffari is an American in terms of her nationality. She was born and brought up in the Kentucky region, and her ethnic and national roots are spread across the United States of America. Sara Saffari Brother

Sara Saffari's brother is Ali Saffari, and he is the younger brother of Sara. He is also a fitness freak, and he used to be active on Instagram. Sara always used to refer to Ali as her source of inspiration for her fitness journey. Thus, Ali used to go to the gym every day to maintain his body, and he used to post the video on the internet.

Sara Saffari Journey to Success

Sara Saffari started her journey as a fitness student. Since high school, she has enrolled herself in many gym activities, and she used to play basketball, tennis, etc., so all her concentration was on doing exercises and maintaining a fit body. Then, she participated in many fitness model fashion shows, which helped her attain fame. Then Sara utilized chance, and then she opened up a social media account on YouTube, where she used to upload her fitness tips, blogs, her friend’s videos, etc. She joined the YouTube platform on April 2, 2022, and within a shorter period, Sara gained around 1.3 million followers. - Some of her popular videos are: - TRYING TO MAKE HIS EX JEALOUS... - HE FINALLY IS SHOOTING HIS SHOT! - We are moving in together! - DO I HAVE W RIZZ...? In addition to that, Sara is also working for a gym, where she used to train other people, give them nutrition advice, etc.

Sara Saffari Husband

Sara Saffari hasn’t gotten married yet, so she doesn’t have a husband. However, she is dating Bradley Martyn, who owns a gym named “Zoo Culture.” She is working in Bradley’s gym. Both of them have been dating for many years, and Bradley is also a professional bodybuilder. Bradley is also a famous social media content creator, where he has amassed around 4.5 million followers on Instagram. Sara Saffari Kids

Sara Saffari doesn’t have kids for herself. Sara and Bradley are indeed in a relationship, but they don’t have any kids. Thus, Sara still has years to become a mother. There may be a rumor spreading that Sara has a kid, but it is completely false. She doesn’t have any kids.

Sara Saffari Net Worth

Sara Saffari net worth is estimated to be around $1.5 million as of 2024. She is a popular fashion influencer, a social media celebrity, and a fitness coach so she can earn lots of money. In addition to that, the average salary of a fitness coach will be around $55,000 per year. Calculating those values and reaching one million net worth is not a tough task for Sara. Moreover, her net worth for the year 2023 was $900,000 dollars, and her annual salary was $100,000 dollars. Sara Saffari's Social Media Profile

Sara Saffari's social media presence is essential to her fitness industry influence. She has millions of followers across major social media platforms, reaching a global audience eager for her engaging content. Sara's daily posts range from workout videos and exercise tips to personal updates, making her a relatable and inspiring figure online. Here's a breakdown of Sara's supporters. Instagram@sarasaffari__2.3 millionYouTube@sarasaffari1.92 millionTikTok@sarrrrrr681.5 million Interesting Facts About Sara Saffari

- Sara Safari, born on February 28, 2001, is a renowned American fitness influencer and YouTuber known for her fit and muscular physique. - She has garnered around 1.38 million subscribers on her YouTube channel and is an internet sensation, admired for her dedication to fitness. - Sara is an active YouTuber, fitness model, and fashion influencer who inspires many with her well-maintained physique. - Details about her parents are limited, but she is believed to be their only child and has been encouraged to pursue her dreams. - Sara completed her education at Adolfo Camarillo High School, where she likely began her fitness journey. - She stands at 5 feet 5 inches tall, with a weight of about 58 kg, maintaining her slender frame and muscular physique. - Sara is of American nationality, with her roots deeply connected to the United States. - She has a younger brother named Ali Saffari, who has also been a source of inspiration for her fitness journey. - Sara's journey to success began in high school, where she actively participated in gym activities and sports, focusing on fitness. Thus, we have seen the interesting biography details about Sara Saffari, and she is radiating all the woman's goals and shattering the Must Read: Bastian Yotta Biography Q1. What is Sara Saffari's net worth?Ans. Sara net worth is reportedly $1.5 million as of 2024.Q2. What is Sara Saffari’s nationality?Ans. She was born and raised in the United States and holds American nationality.Q3. Why is Sara Saffari famous?Ans. She is well-known for her fitness-related social media and YouTube videos.Q4. Where does Sara Saffari live?Ans. Sara currently lives in Los Angeles, California.Q5. What is Sara Saffari's job?Ans. She's a fitness instructor, content creator, and social media influencer.Q6. What is Sara Saffari’s height and weight?Ans. She is 5 feet 4 inches tall and weighs about 60 kg. Also Read: - Sarah Drew Biography, Height, Age, Family, Boyfriend and Net Worth - Nadia Hilker Biography, Height, Age, Family, Boyfriend and Net Worth - Eleanor Calder Biography Height Age Family Boyfriend and Net Worth - Elizabeth Pipko Age, Height, Parents, Net Worth, Husband Read the full article

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Explore Our Best Trucks for Sale in St. Augustine

It's no secret that trucks are a staple in St. Augustine, and for good reason. With the city's scenic coastal routes, rugged outdoor recreation areas, and thriving construction industry, having a reliable truck by your side can make all the difference. As you navigate the demands of daily life in St. Augustine, you need a vehicle that can keep up with your active lifestyle. That's why we're excited to introduce you to our impressive lineup of trucks for sale in St. Augustine at Jack Hanania Chevrolet.

At our dealership, we understand that every driver is unique, which is why we offer a diverse range of popular truck models to suit your specific needs. Whether you're looking for a rugged workhorse or a comfortable daily driver, our inventory has got you covered. Some of our top truck models include the Chevrolet Silverado 1500, Chevrolet Colorado, and GMC Sierra 1500. Each of these models boasts impressive capabilities, advanced technology, and unbeatable style. Take a closer look at our selection and discover the perfect truck to match your personality and preferences.

One of the key benefits of owning a truck in St. Augustine is its ability to tackle the local terrain with ease. From hauling heavy loads to navigating rough roads, our trucks are designed to perform in any situation. With features like four-wheel drive, high-strength steel frames, and advanced traction control systems, you can trust your truck to get the job done. Plus, with ample cargo space and clever storage solutions, you'll have all the room you need to haul gear, tools, or whatever else your adventure requires.

Now that you've found the perfect truck, it's time to think about financing. At Jack Hanania Chevrolet, we believe that everyone deserves access to a reliable vehicle, regardless of their financial situation. That's why we offer a range of financing options to suit your budget and needs. Our experienced team will work with you to find a payment plan that works for you, so you can drive away in your new truck with confidence.

Ready to experience the power and versatility of our trucks for sale in St. Augustine for yourself? We invite you to visit our dealership at 2255 US-1, St. Augustine, FL 32086, United States, and take a test drive today. Browse our Trucks for sale St Augustine inventory online, and then schedule an appointment on our website https://www.jackhananiachevrolet.com/ to get behind the wheel of your dream truck. Our friendly team can't wait to help you find the perfect vehicle to take your St. Augustine adventures to the next level.