Joan Crawford Photographed By George Hurrell.

Joan Crawford photographed by George Hurrell.

One of the most incredible beauties of Old Hollywood, she brought a presence to the silver screen that was like nothing the world had seen before. From her first steps onto a movie set in the 1920s to her final performance in 1970, she was a force to be reckoned with. With an Oscar win for her leading role in Mildred Pierce and over 100 acting credits to her name, it's no wonder the Joan Crawford legend is as legendary as ever!

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I never go outside unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want to see the girl next door, go next door.

Joan Crawford

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Joan Crawford - Wikipedia

I need sex for a clear complexion, but I'd rather do it for love.

Joan Crawford

I am just too much.

Joan Crawford

‘In a convent, the mother superior was dying. The other nuns wanted to offer her something to drink. But the mother superior refused a glass of water. Now they tried a glass of milk, with the same result. A nun then suggested adding a little whiskey to the milk, perhaps that would help. The dying woman actually drank the glass. Shortly afterwards, she was approaching death and her subordinates asked her what her last wish was. She replied: ‘Whatever you do, never sell this cow’.’

Now her groom* has recounted a hilarious joke that Elizabeth II told him during a ride with her beloved pony Emma.

New of today 09/11/25

*Well, does the man have to market his podcast now, or is he back to being the groom of Emma, the late Queen's favourite pony?

In the Rosebud podcast, Terry Pendry tells how the Queen, now 96 and frail, could not resist riding her favourite pony, Emma.

Well you old and frail normal citizens, if you can afford a place in a nursing home at all, always dream of how the super rich nice queen paid by the people was put frail by the nice staff on her favourite pony Emma while you lie in bed and nobody comes round to take you to the toilet.

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What a beautiful performance while you wet yourself.

At least it touched me deeply, but please not a bit ... the lambs are always given the illusion of participation, even though they are only kept in line with nice sentimental stories of the royals.

Hats off to the best marketing with a deceased queen.

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Let's put it nicely, we are pro-royalist unless of course we are not of blue blood ourselves with the appropriate privilege.

This is truly a very beautiful homage to a great actor who has had a remarkable career in both film and theatre.

Thank you for the hours you have captivated us in worlds of imagination and forgetting the present for a short time.

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More........

Thank you......

We love dioramas, and this is a perfectly folded two-dimensional world that, when viewed, is a real dream for any viewer.

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It is always a bit of a miracle when something as fragile as this stands the test of time.

'Virtual Reality' in 1830.

The interesting thing is that nobody is allowed to forge your passport or ID card and it is illegal to steal your identity, but you are not granted data sovereignty.

So we don't have the right to see all the data of everyone here, for example the boss of Toyota, their movements, their driving behaviour and so on. .... was a joke, which of course was also meant for the tech industry.

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If you had the choice, it would be nice to have the choice to sell your data yourself, or simply not make it usable and therefore not sell it.

No, you don't have data sovereignty, it's the gold of the present and the future to make us look at even more crap. To make us a tailor-made offer in our data bubbles.

You're driving on the motorway and suddenly your smartphone, controlled by the car and other factors, tells you to drive out of here because there's exactly the food you like so much, or you get a crappy insurance rate because your car has transmitted your driving behaviour to the insurance company.

The data octopuses create professional behavioural profiles and you really have the illusion of being free when you are so predictable and predictable. The wolves know what the sheep are doing and even make money from them without pulling the wool over their eyes.

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It needs to be established internationally at the UN that personal data belongs to the individual and that you have to ask them if they want to sell it.

I don't know of any company that would give up their data if they didn't have to, and it's just data!

They all cast about for customer data, citizens.... in order to be able to calculate them in the good case they just want to sell something in the bad case they use your behaviour against you..... social scoring in China this is how you control sheep that could become dangerous to the wolf.

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The best thing is that almost the app we use sucks our data and we even voluntarily allow this because we are simply too lazy to read the small print and to configure the rights accordingly, which said, no, only technically necessary data nothing more.

Let's summarise this briefly, because in reality it's unlikely that children who go to school are operated on, at least we don't know of any school in the world that has a full surgery room where gender reassignment surgery is carried out.

But that's not all, since when can a school decide which gender a child gets only if it goes to the same school. What law gives the school the right to do this and who decides - the English teacher or the PE teacher or all the dice?

This bloke has such a gossip that it hurts.

He's not a horror writer, he's running for president of the United States.....

Three boys once went to school and came home as girls...... fuck that's the complete brain fuck of a crazy old red haired man who should be playing golf at home.

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If you're really still a fan of him, you should voluntarily commit yourself to a mental hospital.

Here's the matching song:

Imagine the poor Jimmy's, where have all their bollocks gone?

Oh, poor Jimmy. Don't go to school today then your balls go away.

There's a scalpel waiting for you and your balls are history.

My little Deer.....

His parents said, "We love you, poor Jimmy," but it was too late.

His balls were already in the Waste!

Where have all the balls gone from all the poor Jimmy's?

The are in the Waste.....

Sounds live a bad Taste.

Jimmys balls in the Waste...

Sounds live a bad Taste....

Oh schubib oh lala la now the balls are in the Waste..

Oh poor Jimmy you call yourself Loré now how can it end like this?

Sounds live a bad Taste....

Oh schubib oh lala la never look back to the Waste....

mod song .... poor jimmy

This is the sickness that is Donald Trump. The prolific liar. The gaslighter. The traitor to this country.

He knows he's going to lose this election.

He's laying the groundwork for voter intimidation, election chaos, and claims of election interference.

This is so transparently dishonest.

Today and tomorrow and the next day after that will be the same deceptive narrative.

Haven't we all had enough of this man and his psychopathy?

Trump and his continued Transgender surgery lies:

“Can you imagine you're a parent and your son leaves the house and you say, Jimmy, I love you so much. Go have a good day in school and your son comes back with a brutal operation.”

If this is what you believe you are as sick as he is.

Trump’s own campaign could not find a single example of this “school secretly sends child for gender-affirming surgery without parental consent” thing having ever happened anywhere in the US. Experts say it has not and could not. It’s a lie.