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@ 2024-05-08 21:38:00

Izskatās, ka drīz vienīgais veids kā dabūt kvalitatīvu maltu gaļu būs pašam iegādāties maļamo mašīnīti, jo visi pārtikas oligopoltīkli simultāni "nolēmuši" masveidā vērt ciet savas kulinārijas nodaļas un atstāt veikalos tikai pussmirdošu gaļu fasētā plastmasā. Tas gan nozīmē, ka arī pašu sveramo gaļu, kuru malt, vēl vajag kaut kur atrast. Nāksies pievērsties dārgajiem zemniekiem laikam. Cerams, ka vismaz oligopola tīklu flagmaņi aļa Alfas, Spices etc. vēl atstās svaigās gaļas produkciju. Ja ne, tad skaidrs, ka kārtējā "konspirācijteorija" un "prātā jukušo" vaimanas.

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	ctulhu 2024-05-08 21:58 (saite)
	Visjocīgāk ir tas ka gnidrologs vēlas apmēram to pašu ko es un tajā pašā laikā šausmīgi aktīvi metas mani apkarot :) (Atbildēt uz šo) (Diskusija)

	allah_bin_allah 2024-05-08 22:18 (saite)
	Tu vari plānāk izklāties? Čalis grib tevi atpizģīt, a tu te sojbojo. (Atbildēt uz šo) (Iepriekšējais) (Diskusija)

the ever lying (((jelly))) that slips through hands
gnidrologs
2024-05-08 22:45 (saite)

Viņš nevis sojbojo, bet provocē :hitlerquote: a.k.a.:


“At that time I was still naive enough to try to make clear to them the madness of their ideas; in my small circle I talked until my tongue was weary and till my throat was hoarse, and I thought I could succeed in convincing them of the destructiveness of their Marxist doctrine of irrationality; but the result was contrary. It seemed as though the increasing realization of the destructive influence of Social Democratic theories would serve only to strengthen their determination.
The more I argued with them, the more I got to know their dialectics. First they counted on the ignorance of their adversary; then, when there was no way out, they themselves pretended stupidity. If all this was of no avail, they refused to understand or they changed the subject
when driven into a corner; they brought up truisms, but they immediately transferred their acceptance to quite
different subjects, and, if attacked again, they gave way and pretended to know nothing exactly. Wherever one attacked one of these prophets, one's hands seized slimy jelly; it slipped through one's fingers only to collect again in the next moment. If one smote one of them so thoroughly that, with the bystanders watching, he could but agree, and if one thus thought he had advanced at least one step, one was greatly astonished the following day. The Jew did not in the least remember the day before, he continued to talk in the same old strain as if nothing had happened, and if indignantly confronted, he pretended to be astonished and could not remember anything except that his assertions had already been proved true the day before.
Often I was stunned. One did not know what to admire more: their glibness of tongue or their skill in lying.
I gradually began to hate them.”
― Adolf Hitler, Mein Kampf

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	Re: the ever lying (((jelly))) that slips through hands allah_bin_allah 2024-05-08 22:53 (saite)
	Man tas būtu jālasa? trolol (Atbildēt uz šo) (Iepriekšējais) (Diskusija)

	Re: the ever lying (((jelly))) that slips through hands gnidrologs 2024-05-09 09:03 (saite)
	Dies pasarg. (Atbildēt uz šo) (Iepriekšējais)

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