I'm not able to write to you as often as before but I sure haven't forgotten you. Now that I have the chance I'm wishing you a "Happy 2025 New Year!" and also a belated 2024 Merry Christmas! You were in my thoughts, and I wanted to send you Season's Greetings on the correct days, I finally now have the chance.
I especially hope your health keeps on getting better and better in 2025.
I've read that you gave up the sauce - as a result has your health improved? Are you feeling better? The key to staying off the sauce, as you well know, is to have something else that's interesting/fun/fullfilling to do to pass the time. Fortunately your writing, photography, and travel nicely fill that slot. Still, from back in your drinking days, I'll never forget those photos of you inside some roadside bar in South Africa, the one where it's just you and a bunch of happy, smiling, South Africans drinking together. I especially liked from that series the photo you took of the heavyset black gal.
Currently I'm writing to you from a café in Sintra, Portugal, where, from a window, I see the base of the tallest cloud-covered mountain (the Moorish castle on top is obscured in the mists) and watch a cold rain continuously falling for the second straight day. Today is an "inside day," there's no point in taking the 45-minute train/metro to Lisbon just to hangout in a café there. I might as well stay here, in this café with the view, and watch The Donald get sworn into office.
God only knows what the next four years will bring us, but, whatever it is, it's bound to be better than the disaster the Biden's presidency has brought to the world, especially to the Ukrainians and Russians. Under Biden it has gotten to the point where, if a nuclear war hasn't started on any given day, I consider it to be a good day. The bar is now set so low, it won't take too much for the next four years to be better than the last four.
On a personal note: Your writing style is as wonderful as it always has been, and your photography over the last few years, as good as it was, keeps on getting better and better.
I wish you greater Health and much Happiness in 2025 and beyond.
Very good to hear from you. You're so lucky to be there, man, but I hear things are getting a bit weird in Portugal.
I've lost much weight and am feeling much better. That photo you remember is of me boozing in Swakopmund, Namibia. I've had just one beer in 12 months.
Your photo from Belgrade is interesting. If you don’t look too closely, the red cord on the guy’s headphones looks like blood trickling down his shirt, which given its theme is utterly appropriate.
So little has been published about Thomas Crooks that many people probably don’t even remember his name any more. I suspect the average American probably knows more about John Wilkes Booth than he ever will about Crooks. Or Ryan Routh (or have you forgotten HIS name also, dear reader?), for that matter.
Long after US auto companies were either sold to foreigners or lost market share because they forgot how to make good cars, Hollywood was still one of its biggest “exports.” Now we can’t even make good movies any more.
I read yesterday about the new $TRUMPCOIN, starting at 18 cents but trading at over $30 (?) just 12 hours later. Some fools will buy anything if the right label is attached to it. I watch video on Rumble instead of YouTube whenever I can to support Rumble’s non-censorship. But Rumble is in its early stages, and its advertisers are pretty low rent. Lots of “Trump” memorabilia like “Trump” knives, Trump “commemorative gold bars,” etc. Another way they sell stuff is by calling it “tactical”; they have “tactical” hoodies, “tactical” flashlights (custom built to bludgeon any potential aggressor), “tactical” knives, etc. I guess we know which market segment they are chasing. But I did see them sneak Mike Lindell in there yesterday to flog some “towels that really work” from MyPillow…
Strangely, I’ve seen very little the last few days about the LA fires, even though they are still burning--must be the looming inauguration crowding out other news. I woke up today to the news that Biden has indeed issued some of the preemptive pardons the chattering class was talking about last week; still waiting for those last-minute family member pardons, though. Meanwhile, our esteemed foreign policy establishment is still intent on taking its cue from Halford Mackinder’s 100+year-old Heartland Theory of world domination, trying to control the “world island” which, as you say, they are afraid to ignore. Between Biden, the “Deep State,” and Trump, the circus is definitely in town to stay—all we need now is the bread.
Hi Linh welcome back from your trip. Your points about the money printing and wealth gap are on point as always. I hope the collapse happens soon so I can witness what comes after. I might take a news break soon. This Trump stuff is like watching an annoying TV show.
so much to love in this essay god damn one laugh after another - "The world doesn't need woke movies from Hollywood, degenerate hip-hop from NYC, icky porn from San Fernando, crashing Boeings from Seattle, Domino Pizza" - mah fellow americans still have not figured this out!
love the photographs too, especially the SA taxi
amazing how hilarious this massive looming disaster is - sorry world!
The thought of God drinking Bud Lite with Thomas Crooks in Heaven is the stuff of chuckles.
Who can drink the most tallboys up there without pissing themselves and passing out?
I wouldn't last long at that party.
One of the local farmers in southern Berrien County Michigan placed some life size laminated posters of Trump rising from his secret service orgy with his fist raised and the iconic "Fight, Fight, Fight!" call to what? Vote? They were placed on a stack of hay bales.
I can understand being fighting mad. Being fooled twice by Jewjacked goy bait is harder to comprehend.
Hi Linh,
I'm not able to write to you as often as before but I sure haven't forgotten you. Now that I have the chance I'm wishing you a "Happy 2025 New Year!" and also a belated 2024 Merry Christmas! You were in my thoughts, and I wanted to send you Season's Greetings on the correct days, I finally now have the chance.
I especially hope your health keeps on getting better and better in 2025.
I've read that you gave up the sauce - as a result has your health improved? Are you feeling better? The key to staying off the sauce, as you well know, is to have something else that's interesting/fun/fullfilling to do to pass the time. Fortunately your writing, photography, and travel nicely fill that slot. Still, from back in your drinking days, I'll never forget those photos of you inside some roadside bar in South Africa, the one where it's just you and a bunch of happy, smiling, South Africans drinking together. I especially liked from that series the photo you took of the heavyset black gal.
Currently I'm writing to you from a café in Sintra, Portugal, where, from a window, I see the base of the tallest cloud-covered mountain (the Moorish castle on top is obscured in the mists) and watch a cold rain continuously falling for the second straight day. Today is an "inside day," there's no point in taking the 45-minute train/metro to Lisbon just to hangout in a café there. I might as well stay here, in this café with the view, and watch The Donald get sworn into office.
God only knows what the next four years will bring us, but, whatever it is, it's bound to be better than the disaster the Biden's presidency has brought to the world, especially to the Ukrainians and Russians. Under Biden it has gotten to the point where, if a nuclear war hasn't started on any given day, I consider it to be a good day. The bar is now set so low, it won't take too much for the next four years to be better than the last four.
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On a personal note: Your writing style is as wonderful as it always has been, and your photography over the last few years, as good as it was, keeps on getting better and better.
I wish you greater Health and much Happiness in 2025 and beyond.
All the best Linh...
Hi Martin,
Very good to hear from you. You're so lucky to be there, man, but I hear things are getting a bit weird in Portugal.
I've lost much weight and am feeling much better. That photo you remember is of me boozing in Swakopmund, Namibia. I've had just one beer in 12 months.
Linh
Will women who handle $Trump tradeables be known as $Trumpets?
Lots of good reader comments today!
Your photo from Belgrade is interesting. If you don’t look too closely, the red cord on the guy’s headphones looks like blood trickling down his shirt, which given its theme is utterly appropriate.
So little has been published about Thomas Crooks that many people probably don’t even remember his name any more. I suspect the average American probably knows more about John Wilkes Booth than he ever will about Crooks. Or Ryan Routh (or have you forgotten HIS name also, dear reader?), for that matter.
Long after US auto companies were either sold to foreigners or lost market share because they forgot how to make good cars, Hollywood was still one of its biggest “exports.” Now we can’t even make good movies any more.
I read yesterday about the new $TRUMPCOIN, starting at 18 cents but trading at over $30 (?) just 12 hours later. Some fools will buy anything if the right label is attached to it. I watch video on Rumble instead of YouTube whenever I can to support Rumble’s non-censorship. But Rumble is in its early stages, and its advertisers are pretty low rent. Lots of “Trump” memorabilia like “Trump” knives, Trump “commemorative gold bars,” etc. Another way they sell stuff is by calling it “tactical”; they have “tactical” hoodies, “tactical” flashlights (custom built to bludgeon any potential aggressor), “tactical” knives, etc. I guess we know which market segment they are chasing. But I did see them sneak Mike Lindell in there yesterday to flog some “towels that really work” from MyPillow…
Strangely, I’ve seen very little the last few days about the LA fires, even though they are still burning--must be the looming inauguration crowding out other news. I woke up today to the news that Biden has indeed issued some of the preemptive pardons the chattering class was talking about last week; still waiting for those last-minute family member pardons, though. Meanwhile, our esteemed foreign policy establishment is still intent on taking its cue from Halford Mackinder’s 100+year-old Heartland Theory of world domination, trying to control the “world island” which, as you say, they are afraid to ignore. Between Biden, the “Deep State,” and Trump, the circus is definitely in town to stay—all we need now is the bread.
No other writer makes me laugh as much as you. That opening paragraph had me in stitches.
Hi Linh welcome back from your trip. Your points about the money printing and wealth gap are on point as always. I hope the collapse happens soon so I can witness what comes after. I might take a news break soon. This Trump stuff is like watching an annoying TV show.
so much to love in this essay god damn one laugh after another - "The world doesn't need woke movies from Hollywood, degenerate hip-hop from NYC, icky porn from San Fernando, crashing Boeings from Seattle, Domino Pizza" - mah fellow americans still have not figured this out!
love the photographs too, especially the SA taxi
amazing how hilarious this massive looming disaster is - sorry world!
Zion Don says, MIGA!
The thought of God drinking Bud Lite with Thomas Crooks in Heaven is the stuff of chuckles.
Who can drink the most tallboys up there without pissing themselves and passing out?
I wouldn't last long at that party.
One of the local farmers in southern Berrien County Michigan placed some life size laminated posters of Trump rising from his secret service orgy with his fist raised and the iconic "Fight, Fight, Fight!" call to what? Vote? They were placed on a stack of hay bales.
I can understand being fighting mad. Being fooled twice by Jewjacked goy bait is harder to comprehend.
this is marvelous and today he is president