I agree with everything you wrote, but I don’t think they carved up only Ukraine in that phone call. At least all of Europe, possibly the entire world.

Someone needs bigger pants.

Bottom left guy has a hairpiece, I’m sure.

That’s the way. I have three phones, the two non-work phones are 1. for friends and family, 2. for everybody else. On top of that, one of these is actually a dumb phone. Can’t stand the distractions.

The Zhuangzi has a chapter called “Mastering Life.”
Then again, I’ve been reading the whole book back to front dozens of times. It completely changed me, but for it all to sink it, it took a while.

Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blowtorch

taco, buffalo, birddog and Jesus

Quick then Zuck, ban radical ideas like Open Source even harder from Facebook if you want to stay on Don’s good side.

Who just knocked?

The waiting room. I hate when they make you wait in the room. 'Cause it says “Waiting Room.” There’s no chance of not waiting. 'Cause they call it the waiting room, they’re gonna use it. They’ve got it. It’s all set up for you to wait.

• Famous quote from the Fediverse’s favorite frenemy entertainer, I guess.

(Yes, that’s a real, lit cigarette)

Squeeze! squeeze! squeeze! all the morning long; I squeezed that sperm till I myself almost melted into it; I squeezed that sperm till a strange sort of insanity came over me; and I found myself unwittingly squeezing my co-laborers’ hands in it, mistaking their hands for the gentle globules. Such an abounding, affectionate, friendly, loving feeling did this avocation beget; that at last I was continually squeezing their hands, and looking up into their eyes sentimentally; as much as to say,—Oh! my dear fellow beings, why should we longer cherish any social acerbities, or know the slightest ill-humor or envy! Come; let us squeeze hands all round; nay, let us all squeeze ourselves into each other; let us squeeze ourselves universally into the very milk and sperm of kindness.

(Herman Melville, Moby Dick)

Bingo. Trump already started playing with his corporate finger puppets, emboldening some, threatening others.
Same reason Zuckerberg, surely the expert on the matter, had this weird rambling about “masculine energy” very recently. What a Trumpian phrase.

Take me on

I’ve seen it described by screenwriters as having the perfect script. Because everything that happens in the movie is a totally organic, logical consequence of what happened right before.