McCabe & Mrs. Miller
In 1902, a mysterious gambler named John McCabe arrives in the unincorporated boomtown of Presbyterian Church, Washington, named after its only substantial building, a tall but mostly unused chapel. McCabe quickly takes a dominant position over the town's simple-minded and lethargic inhabitants, thanks to his aggressive personality and persistent rumors that he is actually a notorious gunfighter known as "Pudgy" McCabe.

To support himself, McCabe establishes a makeshift brothel, consisting of three prostitutes purchased for $200 from a pimp in the nearby town of Bearpaw. British cockney madam Constance Miller arrives and persuades McCabe to let her manage his brothel while he focuses on running a gambling hall. The two become financially successful business partners, turning their small business into the largest in town, and a romantic relationship develops between the two, though she charges him for sex.

As the town becomes richer, Sears and Hollander, a pair of agents from the Harrison Shaughnessy Mining Company in Bearpaw, arrive to buy out McCabe's business, as well as the surrounding zinc mines. Harrison Shaughnessy is notorious for having people killed when they refuse to sell. McCabe does not want to sell at their initial price of $5,500 but overplays his hand in negotiations by demanding too high an asking price. The agents leave in disgust, and Miller warns him that they will not return to negotiate and that his life is in danger.

Hired guns Butler, Breed and Kid arrive in town with a contract to kill McCabe. Appearing fearful, McCabe relents and agrees to sell. Butler refuses to parlay, declaring that McCabe is a fraud and has never killed anyone in his life. McCabe goes back to Bearpaw to find the agents, but after learning that neither are still around, he visits a lawyer, Clement Samuels, in the hopes of resolving the dispute peacefully. The lawyer, an aspiring politician, boosts McCabe's confidence and convinces him not to give in by arguing that he can set an example by standing up to Harrison Shaughnessy.

McCabe returns to town and tries to hide in the chapel, but the pastor grabs his shotgun and chases him out before being fatally shot by Butler. A broken lantern starts a fire in the church and the townspeople rush to help extinguish it. McCabe manages to kill Breed and the Kid in ambushes, but the Kid is able to wound him before dying. As the townsfolk mobilize to fight the chapel fire, McCabe is gunned down by Butler, using a hunting rifle; as Butler attempts to verify the kill, McCabe pulls a derringer and kills him. As the townspeople celebrate extinguishing the fire, McCabe dies alone in the snow, while Mrs. Miller lies sedated in an opium den.

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'Most of us are tired of it': Douglas Murray slams 'sick' calls for slavery reparations
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Author Douglas Murray has slammed people who engage in a kind of "grievance competition" and cry about the "hurt" they've suffered as a result of slavery centuries ago. "All history has consequences and ramifications ... if we were to play this fairly we would at least look at all of the countries around the world that engaged in a slave trade who are simply not interested in any form of reparations," Mr Murray told Sky News Australia's Piers Morgan. Mr Murray claimed slavery persists in Africa today and that there are more slaves globally than during the height of the transatlantic slave trade. "So some of us are simply a bit bored of hearing people ripping at closed wounds and then crying about their hurt, or presumed hurt," he said. "Nobody is alive who has actually suffered the hurt and nobody is alive who did the wrong." He added it's always the "more virtuous" countries, such as the United Kingdom and United States, that are presented as "the worst countries" over this issue. "It's sick and most of us are tired of it."

The Last Place for a Last Army
The frigid wind whipped through the Świętokrzyskie Mountains as Major Henryk Dobrzański, better known by the pseudonym "Hubal," peered through his binoculars. It was March 30, 1940, and the forest around him bristled with danger. His small band of 70 Polish resistance fighters - the last uniformed soldiers of the defeated Polish Army - had evaded Nazi occupiers for months. But now, the net was closing.

Hubal's heart raced as he realized the terrible truth - they were surrounded. Three SS regiments and three Wehrmacht battalions, perhaps as many as 8,000 men, had been deployed with one mission: destroy the "Mad Major" and his unit.

As the first rays of dawn pierced the canopy, machine gun fire erupted, shattering the silence. Hubal barked orders to his men, who scrambled for cover. The air filled with the acrid smell of cordite and the screams of the wounded. The Germans pressed their attack, confident in their overwhelming numbers.

Hubal knew the stakes. If his unit fell, so too would the hope of thousands of Poles who saw them as the last bastion of resistance against Nazi tyranny. As bullets whizzed past his head, the Major made a split-second decision. It was risky, perhaps suicidal, but it was their only chance.

With a fierce determination etched on his face, Hubal gripped his pistol and signaled to his men. In an instant, he sprang into action, charging headlong towards the German lines. His loyal fighters, inspired by their commander's audacity, surged forward behind him. The enemy fire intensified to a deafening roar, but Hubal pressed on relentlessly. As he raced towards the hail of bullets, the fate of Poland's resistance hung in the balance, teetering on the edge of this daring, desperate gambit…

The Shocking Frankenstein Plane
On a frigid November morning in 1944, a B-17 bomber, its battered frame pockmarked with flak damage, emerged from the clouds over Belgium. To the astonishment of the Allied soldiers on the ground, this Flying Fortress, a symbol of American ingenuity and resilience, executed a perfect landing, its wheels gently kissing the runway. But as Major John V. Crisp and his team rushed to the scene, their hearts pounding, they braced themselves for the worst. The B-17 had earned its reputation as a nearly indestructible war machine, but the extent of the visible damage left little hope for the crew inside.

Crisp’s team circled the aircraft, noting the storied design that had made it a legend in the skies—a fortress in every sense, bristling with machine guns and capable of delivering devastating payloads while defying enemy fire. This bomber had been instrumental in crippling Nazi Germany’s war machine, dropping more than 640,000 tons of bombs during the relentless Allied campaign.

As they climbed aboard, an eerie silence greeted them. No wounded crew, no bodies—just a haunting emptiness. Parachutes lay neatly packed, and half-eaten chocolate bars were scattered about. The only clue was a cryptic note in the codebook reading "bad flak." The soldiers exchanged bewildered glances,

How had this battered bomber, built for war and meant to be manned by a crew of ten, managed to fly and land itself?

The Other WW2 Super Bomb You've Never Heard Of
On November 12, 1944, the cold Norwegian fjord reverberated with the approach of Lancaster bombers, each carrying a revolutionary payload: the colossal 12,000-pound Tallboy bombs. These behemoths were designed to pierce deep into their targets before detonating, a feat never before achieved in military history.

As the crews approached the Kriegsmarine battleship Tirpitz, tension gripped the men. The bombardier's voice cut through the silence: (QUOTE) “Steady.” He then aligned the Tallboy with its target. With a heavy release, the bomb plunged, driven by gravity at speeds close to the sound barrier.

Moments later, a colossal explosion rocked the fjord; the Tallboy had struck, burrowing through the Tirpitz's armor before unleashing its destructive power deep within.

The enormous battleship, once an emblem of naval strength, was left fatally wounded, flames and smoke marking the impact of a weapon that redefined aerial warfare.

As the aircraft turned away, more bombers approached, ready to unleash their Tallboys on the wounded giant and sink her for good.

The Sneakiest and Most Savage Payback Tactic Hitler Never Saw Coming
If there were any fighters in World War 2 who would stop at nothing to exact vengeance on the Nazis, it was the X-Troop, an elite squad of German Jews who had escaped the horrors of the Holocaust and made it to Britain. Now, they were commandos on a mission to liberate their families and take down the Third Reich.

X-Troop was renowned for never backing down, no matter how perilous the mission was. Under the cover of night, George Lane was covertly landed on the beaches of northern France. His mission: confirm the existence of a devastating new mine that could sabotage the D-Day landings.

After successfully gathering intelligence on two separate operations, Lane was captured during a third. He knew what that meant: execution under Hitler’s Commando Order. But fate had other plans. Blindfolded and taken to a secret location, Lane found himself face-to-face with Field Marshal Erwin Rommel.

This clever Jewish soldier, a master of deception with nerves of steel, managed to charm the Desert Fox, concealing his true identity as a German Jew. Instead of execution, he was sent to a prisoner-of-war camp.
In the camp, Lane revealed to other British prisoners that he had peeked out from his blindfold and recognized Rommel’s location. Using a book from the camp’s library, they confirmed the specific château and relayed the intel to London via a smuggled radio.

Days later, a British plane targeted Rommel as he left his headquarters. The bombs missed his car, but the blast violently hurled the vehicle, leaving Rommel badly wounded. This strike took the Desert Fox out of the war.

That was just one of the spectacular feats these German-Jewish commandos pulled off. From the beaches of Normandy to the forests of Belgium, crossing the Rhine and storming into Frankfurt, nothing could stop these determined men from claiming their revenge.
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