This is not about what it says. Nor is it about what it seems be, or so is told.
Nope, not about spinach. Nor about “love making” in any sense of the term… it’s supposedly about a certain “weed.”
This is not about what it says. Nor is it about what it seems be, or so is told.
Nope, not about spinach. Nor about “love making” in any sense of the term… it’s supposedly about a certain “weed.”
I’ve been taking morning walks when I can, of late, and given the simplest route for a good walk, I often see these two signs:
These are about a block apart, or would be if there was a second way from one street to the other. Looking at a map, the streets both end in the same manner. There is nothing to distinguish one street from the other. The signs are different, is all. I can only wonder if a (local?) standard changed before one sign was replaced, or if someone complained about the ‘DEAD’ in ‘DEAD END’ and made enough of a fuss to force the change. Then, for all I know the street department might have just had the odd sign somehow and decided to use what was ready to hand.
Consider this article: https://fullmeasure.news/news/health/the-indoctrinated-brain
There seemed to be, and still seems to be, WAY too much “go along – get along” for the evils committed in 2020 and onward. One possible explanation is that the infection itself, or the alleged preventatives for it, happened to inflict a rather particular sort of brain damage that make compliance an easier sell. This, “of course,” is just another “conspiracy theory.” Funny how those are often ‘spoiler alerts’ of late, though.
Granted, I have doubts anyone even with the very best of genetic editing abilities of currently known science would be able truly tailor a disease or “vaccine” to induce “follow the herd”-ism. But it would NOT surprise me that someone might have noticed a “happy accident” (for those wishing to be controlling ratfinks). Neither can be truly proven. All the data is either hidden (Gee, why try to mask it for seven/several decades? What malfeasance does someone wish to cover up?) or utterly masked/corrupted in the complete mess that is the 2020’s.
Ox slow, sure. But ox not moron. There are some oxymorons, however.
From: https://chrisbray.substack.com/p/he-eats-the-souls-of-human-babies/comment/54499284
Sue Kelley:
Other oxymoronic cries of the demented true believers:
Trump is a Nazi — kill the Jews!
Voter ID is racist — brown people aren’t capable of figuring out how to get an ID.
[Y]ou’re a science denier — men can menstruate and have babies
I’m a vegan because killing living things is wrong — abortion is my right
Hands off my body — take the vaccine or lose your job.
They are absolutely certain there are no absolutes. There is no truth except MY truth.
I can’t tolerate your intolerance.[1]
I hate all you hate filled people.[2]
Perception is reality and only my perception counts.
[1] This is the one that at least has a slight hint of a glimmer of utility, if only it were correctly directed.
[2] Well maybe this as well, same caveat.
And a simple message for some that might need it:
It’s no 1987, but still Impressive. Of course, in 1987 I was still living north of the 45th parallel. That event had color to the southern horizon.It was intensely intense as auroras go. This past night was no slouch, but not of that intensity.
Now, it was still amazing. I drove a bit north of town to a usually lonely gravel road. The same one I drove to a few years back to see the comet. It was not so lonely this past night. I was not the only one to have the idea of aurora watching from there (I was alone for the comet…). I must have spent 30 to 45 minutes watching the skies and the aurora. In southern MN, the aurora at times was as far south as Spica in Virgo. I think at least once, I saw a blurring over the northernmost two brighter stars of Corvus. It was bright enough to mask some stars of Ursa Minor and Cancer was just plain gone.
I never saw any for sure color, though hints of greenishness. A couple (phone) camera photos did show some green. I am not putting those here as I am sure many others got much better photos by simply using proper cameras. The really impressive thing was that when I got back home, I could still see the aurora in town. This is a “doesn’t happen” kind of thing. So, sure, even though I didn’t see color for sure, it was intense enough to overcome a fair amount of Waste Light / Light Pollution. That’s impressive.
So, how’s radio propagation? Especially the shortwave bands? And are the power grids in the far north (and far south) holding?
As I work nights and that’s not the usual.. and my “evening” thus gets lighter with time unless I am in the bedroom (which is almost “London during the blitz” blacked out… almost.) I use a bit of a sleep aid – melatonin. Melatonin, if you are unaware, has curious quirk – the effectiveness goes down as the dose increases above about 3 mg. Due to patent issues and psychological issues, it’s all too easy to find 5 mg and even 10 mg dose pills of the stuff. More is not better.
Recently I found a locally available bottle that has 3 mg doses. Ideal! I don’t have to cut the pills or such. And they are not “gummies” that I dislike intensely. I used up the last of my old stock (5 mg) a couple days ago. So I opened the new bottle. Huh, these pills are larger, though the dose is smaller. No big deal, just more filler. The shape is a shallower, wider disc, which is alright. I can let it dissolve sublingual and get the stuff into the blood gently without having stomach acid do a number on it. This a win.
So I try it… and.. what the? I know the stuff is flavorless, but there is something here. It’s not bad, but it’s not readily identifiable. I get up enough to read the fine print of ingredients on the bottle. Way down in the list is “Artificial flavor (strawberry).” Alright, that explains the the flavor… someone decided flavorless wasn’t good enough. And the “off” is explained by it being artificial strawberry. Real strawberry is quite the mix of flavoring chemicals. Artificial flavors generally hit the high points and count on other factors to help fill in the gaps – red dyes, pictures of strawberries on the packaging, to get people to think ‘strawberry’.
It’s kind of amusing, really, as it’s utterly unnecessary. And, curiously, listed even further down in the ingredients is menthol. Is it supposed to also have a hint of mint? Or just be “not medicine-y’ which isn’t even a factor, really.
Not calling this one a throwback, even if it might be. From 1951, “Now to buy a nickel’s worth, you need more than a dime.” Inflation isn’t a new problem.
I no longer recall how I became aware of the singing/performance group The Capitol Steps. It might have something on NPR back when I still listened to that on and off. It might have something else. Heck, it might even have been some odd shortwave broadcast. But sometime in the 1980’s I found out the group existed and whatever tune I first heard was good enough to get me interested enough to get one of their first tapes. Yes, tapes. This was a while ago.
The group self-described as a “Christmas Party that got out of hand.” It was various congressional staffers and such doing comedy songs… and it took off. The early stuff was generally a bit better, in my opinion, as it was more about the songs and less about the setup for them. As things went on, that changed. More setup might be great for dinner theater or the like, but is crap for entertaining recordings – at least for me.
While there was also some bias (they were DC folks, therefore some leftward pull being considered centrist is sadly normal) at least first they seemed fairly balanced and made fun, mostly, of things that just begged for such treatment – and were generally fairly gentle about it. Or least not as nasty as all too many. Again, as time went on, there seemed to an ever greater pull to the left. There were fewer general interest tunes, and more seemed rather.. pointed, at the least. Every CD (they dropped tapes… no surprise..) seemed to have fewer tune worth a repeat listen. While at first, a new album was an almost automatic Christmas present, in the later years that stopped – and the album as present wasn’t missed.
For a time, a web site offered some new and a few older tunes to fit the news of the month or week. But that faded. And then 2020 and the schlockup schlockdowns happened. With no venue (and not much history of studio recording for years and years…) the group, or what it had evolved/metastasized into, disbanded.
I suspect they started really failing during the Obama years when ‘The One’ was Above Mockery despite an endless supply of opportunities. Clinton got some zings, at least. (“A guy.. who won’t inhale is… even more… fun than Quayle is.”) And then Trump… well DC might pull Democrat/left, and tolerate RINOs and even some Republicans, but it was NOT about to put up with an Outsider who might commit reform.
One neat bit “the Steps” did was most every album ended with two or three Spoonerized stories, always titled Lirty Dies. Some were better than others, but it was at least always entertaining if only to un-scramble the words… and note where they carefully were NOT Spoonerized (lest they be more vulgar… and they played up fake vulgarity plenty[1]) and at least once where, they had been doing it for so long that the audience truly “got it” when they used a string of names and words that could NOT be Spoonerized – which was thus funny for that.
In the time they did perform they did a fair number of interesting tunes, and I could go on about perhaps at least one per album… though more in their early years and fewer in the later. Yet a few really stand out. On was their first adaptation of Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, Reagan-Packwood-Rostenkowski Tax Simplification which was impressive enough forward, but one fellow – at least – sang the title backwards. The other was about Noriega hiding out with nuns. They actually parodied Tom Lehrer’s The Vatican Rag with The Vatican Flag and did it quite well. The third… was their version of Pakistani Bang-Bang (parody of Chitty Chitty…) which – before the events of 2001 and later – mentioned the possibility of an anthrax attack as Congress and the White House were “caught with their pants down.”
[1] One bit, used more than once, was to describe a fellow (e.g. Ted Kennedy) who had a certain reputation as one “gorny huy.” In one bit they did that and then spoke of a gal with a similar reputation and led the audience… but too many didn’t make the correction and said “Gorny huy” only to be corrected, “No, she was one gorny hirl! If you can’t tell a huy from a hirl, you better never be gorny!”
I’m not sure just what these were really about when they were made, but given the logo, it seems likely it was some advertising stunt. Yeah, “3-D” glasses by red and blue film for each eye. Such things have the advantage of simplicity and thus low cost, but the disadvantage of screwing up the colors – even black and white can seem off. And there is the issue of which eyes gets which color? The L and R labeling here was written on by someone, not printed during manufacture.
Every once in a while I do find some stereoscopic image that uses the color separation scheme. That is why I (still) have this gimmick. The use of color for this does mean that images can be on a computer screen, or on paper, and work. There are better, fancier, and therefore more expensive stereoscopic systems that do not have that ability.