Айра Хэмильтон Хейз был одним из шести морских пехотинцев, поднявших флаг США на вершине Сурибати во время битвы за Иводзиму на заключительном этапе войны.

Министерство обороны США удалило упоминания о нем со своих сайтов, потому что его храбрость в бою теперь считается DEI.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/investigations/2025/03/17/pentagon-dei-native-american-iwo-jima/

October 1997
Excerpt from George Magazine article on Cuba: JFK Jr. and Fidel Castro brief conversation about Oswald

22 November 2013
JFK Jr, Castro and Me
Inigo Thomas
From the summer of 1996 until he died in July 1999, I worked for John Kennedy Jr at his monthly glossy magazine, George. ‘There’s no one like you, Inigo,’ he said on the phone when he offered me the job. I was always going to take the post if he wanted to give it to me, but he had a way of never making it easy for anyone to say no.
George’s offices were on the 41st floor of a skyscraper on Broadway and West 51st – it was one of many titles run by Hachette Filipacchi Media – and the first desk I had was at a south-facing window, looking down the Hudson River. You could spend a lot of time with that view, especially when the big boats came in, as they did just before New York’s Fleet Week when an aircraft carrier came to town. From where I was sitting, each one dwarfed the World Trade Center
My immediate neighbor to the left at that desk was the editor of another Hachette title, Car and Driver, or ‘Crash and Bumper’, as I used to think of it. To my right were John and his assistant, Rose Marie. ‘This is not a good time of year for John,’ she told me in November 1996 as the anniversary of his father’s assassination approached. With the Thanksgiving holiday, the news in Washington typically seized up, so TV channels and weekly magazines would turn to the archives for the ‘latest’ on the death of JFK. This happened year in year out, until 2001 when one American Day of the Dead was usurped by another.
If for some people 22 November wasn’t the best of times, there were others who couldn’t help but try to make it worse. One company executive suggested that John should interview Marina Oswald for the magazine.
John talked about his father only once when I worked for him, and that was in Cuba. ‘Are you much the same height as your father?’ Fidel Castro asked him soon after the two of them met in October 1997, during the 35th anniversary of the Cuban Missile Crisis. He and I, along with the photographer Herb Ritts and his assistant Matthew, had gone to Havana with the hope of getting an interview with Castro. The interview never materialised but we did have dinner with him, in a place built by the Americans in the 1950s that looked as if it could have been part of the campus of the University of East Anglia.
A few hours earlier we’d been 175 miles away in Santa Clara, at Che’s tomb, and had given up hope of meeting Castro. For four days, we’d travelled around Havana and western Cuba in a minivan, Herb Ritts with his rice crackers and endless talk of giving Castro a copy of his massive and massively homoerotic book of photographs, Work. By the end of the journey, the crumbs of Herb’s rice crackers were everywhere. ‘When do you think I should give Fidel my book, John?’ Herb kept asking, until I pointed out that Castro wasn’t wildly enthusiastic about gay life. ‘What about putting it in the post,’ I said.
We went to the Bay of Pigs, where our minders encouraged John to have a swim; he met the suggestion with the same sort of silence I imagine he gave the executive who suggested he interview Lee Harvey Oswald’s widow. We walked about Santa Clara, no one apparently knowing who John Kennedy was, and he loved the anonymity (he was planning to go there again, on a real holiday, when he died). It was striking when people walked passed him without even bothering to look him. He was not unstriking. And then in mid-afternoon on the penultimate day a call came through; the man from the Foreign Ministry said it would be a good idea if we were back in Havana that evening. For much of the journey we were the only vehicle on the road. John said that the prospect of interviewing Castro was like an anvil over his head. Then he opened the window and put that head out into the breeze.
When we reached the hotel we were staying at there was another call. There was to be a supper: be ready at nine. No interview, and no photographer. ‘Do you want to take my book, John?’ Her

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>>45012
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Works of pure genius

>>45013
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100% pure Autism FAIL

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>archiving
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>>45010
Diddles Kill #38,406

Многочасовое противостояние возле штаб-квартиры Центрального разведывательного управления США в Маклине, штат Виргиния, закончилось.

Утром 19 марта официальные лица сообщили, что вооруженный мужик пытался пройти в штаб-квартиру ЦРУ в Маклине, штат Виргиния. По словам представителя правоохранительных органов, выстрелов не было, и о ранениях не сообщалось.

В конце концов мужчина сдался прибывшим офицерам спецназа. Власти не сообщают о травмах или смертельных случаях.

Представитель ЦРУ заявил, что дополнительные подробности будут «предоставлены по мере необходимости».

https://www.washingtonpost.com/dc-md-va/2025/03/19/cia-headquarters-barricade-security-incident/

По слухам это был один из уволенных сотрудников ЦРУ.

Нейробот снова за старое взялся.

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2025 is the year of the bee.

Loving wholesome cuddling with Bee.