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Cake day: February 27th, 2025

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  • The classified plans aren’t allowed out of the SCIF and the phone isn’t allowed in the SCIF. Anything you learn in the SCIF cannot be stored, shared, or spoken about outside of a SCIF especially on electronic media. If anyone in the military did this, like lets say Chelsea Manning, and shared it with a journalist, like say Julian Assange, they would end up in prison for a while.





  • I think people tend to see what benefits their desires. Domestic dogs kill far more humans and pets per year than boars, yet no one is advocating going out and shooting dogs on sight. We aren’t interested in their meat. Cats are an invasive species in many places where humans have introduced them and cats have hunted many native bird species to extinction, yet no one is saying we should kill all the kitties. Boars are very intelligent, smarter than dogs and wolves. They can smell yams, potatoes and truffles three feet under the ground. They can also smell gun oil, gun powder, and dogs. They know when you’re in the woods to hunt them. Here in Japan, the absence of boars kills forests. Many tubers here are also climbing vines that choke and kill trees. When humans stop living in the forest and there are no boars, the vines take over and the trees die. Humans living in harmony with nature will cut vines away from food producing trees. Boars dig up tubers and sometimes the tree roots get damaged, but if the boar did nothing, the tree would be killed in a few years anyway. I cut vines off of trees when I walk the forests near me. I prioritize saving cherry, plum and walnut trees but I rescue as many trees as I have time for. The boars are a big help.





  • I don’t feed them specifically or directly. I have trail cameras in the forest and I leave my kitchen scraps in front of the cameras. The boars get it sometimes but usually the tanuki (Nyctereutes viverrinus) get to it first. The two times I got close enough to touch boars were both surprise encounters. First time I was cleaning up trash under a bridge and the boar was eating mulberries off the ground. The noise from the cars on the bridge kept him from hearing me and he must have been upwind because he didn’t smell me either. I was looking down to pick up trash while walking. Something big jumped up and ran away from me. I jumped too. I looked and saw a boar’s ass running. He turned around and came back toward me. I showed him my palms, talked calmly and backed away slowly as he got too close. I figured out that I meant him no harm and then moved about 100 feet away and went back to eating. I kept picking up garbage. We could see each other but respected each others space. The second time I was feeding bread to ducks with my daughter and she had her shoes off to soak her feet in the river. She was sitting on a rock. A boar burst out of the underbrush next to her and came up and stole her shoe. He ran upriver with it, dropped it and came back to us. He started eating the bread I was trying to feed to the ducks. I just dropped all the bread on the ground and my daughter and I backed away from him. He seemed like he wanted to play, but I wasn’t going to risk him getting aggressive or over-familiarizing him with humans and putting him in danger. I’m not sure if it was the same boar both times or two different boars.





  • I left the USA in 2019 but when I lived there, I had a 9mm with me when I left the house including when I was driving or riding my bicycle. More likely this tough guy would end up on the news and his 2 year old would end up an orphan. Only a fool thinks they can run up on someone else in America and it’s going to be fine. Main character syndrome.