#gains

I grill almost all of my fish with the skin on because that gives you real protection at least on one side. It's a nice barrier against super high heat which tends to make a lot of fish to turn really flaky. It's very easy to overcook fish on the grill. But I still brush it with oil before I start. ↗

— Alton Brown

#almost #barrier #because #before #brush

A man with money is no match against a man on a mission. ↗

— Doyle Brunson

#against #man #match #mission

But if Russia is to be part of this larger zone of peace it cannot bring into it its imperial baggage. It cannot bring into it a policy of genocide against the Chechens, and cannot kill journalists, and it cannot repress the mass media. ↗

— Zbigniew Brzezinski

#baggage #bring #cannot #genocide #imperial

As a human rights issue, the effort to end violence against women becomes a government's obligation, not just a good idea. ↗

— Charlotte Bunch

#becomes #effort #end #good #good idea

So, this war is against the Islam that the West does not control. ↗

— Louis Farrakhan

#control #does #islam #war #west

I don't think there's anything that is a greater area of discrimination against women today than the fact that nowhere in the world is there a female role model in team sports that more than half of a general audience would recognize. ↗

— Warren Farrell

#anything #area #audience #discrimination #fact

Is there discrimination against women? Yes. There's no denying that the old boys' network is alive and well. But there's also discrimination against men. ↗

— Warren Farrell

#alive #also #denying #discrimination #men

Men have not stacked the decks against women. ↗

— Warren Farrell

#decks #men #stacked #women

Now, since I'm a husband and father, discrimination against women isn't just political, it's personal. ↗

— Warren Farrell

#discrimination #father #husband #i #just

I was dreaming about this—except it feels even better than I thought it would. Fucking fantastic. Clean sheets. You" Warrick moved across and kissed him gently, exactly as he’d imagined. Soft cotton and warm skin against him, soothing and luxurious. Hand on his back, touching carefully. He had a moment of fear that this was the dream, that soon he would wake up in the cell. Then a noise distracted him: distant firing in the city. He tensed, and Warrick’s hand stroked a circle over his shoulder-blade. More firing, but it was nothing to do with him. Nothing to worry about, even if he could manage it. Safe, here. He recaptured the tail end of a thought, before it disappeared into sleep. "Just you. ‘S enough." If Warrick said anything in reply, Toreth didn’t hear it. ↗

— Manna Francis

#manna-francis #the-administration #toreth-x-warrick #dreams