When you're out tearing down terrorist hostage posters for college extra credit and somebody starts filming
They're like deer in the headlights, and their only reflex is to pull out their own cell phones like "uh, um, you can't shame me! I... uhm... I'm gonna shame you for shaming me!" While trying to shield their own faces
Yes girl, you really have achieved top of the moral high ground
Some people really don't like having Jiminy Cricket on their shoulder.
Are these posters political? Sure, in the sense that pictures of actual children kidnapped by bloodthirsty Hamas terrorists complicates someone's dopey abstract oppressor-oppressed narrative. And it drives them absolutely insane.
A good rule of thumb: after seeing a swarm of black-clad terrorists parachuting into a music festival and immediately begin executing, raping, dismembering, an kidnapping people, then triumphantly parade their lifeless bodies in the streets and post the videos online, if your initial impulse is to demand the whole incident be "contextualized," you might in fact not be supporting the Good Guys.
The intellectual manifest for this (to the degree it even exists) is People With Perceived Power = Bad and People Lacking Perceived Power = Good, and any that all People Lacking Perceived Power must sympathize and unite with all other People Lacking Perceived Power, regardless of how many children they behead.
Truth told, not *regardless* of how many children they behead, but *because* of how many children they behead. Because beheading children only underscores how desperately their plight, and the righteousness of their fight against the evil People With Perceived Power.
What they can't bring themselves to admit is that a plucky underdog genocidal Nazi who kills Jews with hoes and housefires instead of Zyklon B is still a genocidal Nazi.
But I wouldn't take my word on any of this, I'm only a drunk internet rando and have never had my moral compass correctly adjusted by Ivy League educated experts
I disagree. The fact that the young woman reflexively hid her own face in at least a modicum of shame indicates the potential for post-college cult deprogramming.
The European mind cannot comprehend that the largest European soccer stadium would be the 9th largest American college football stadium
In my experience, major college football is the one single thing in this country that is absolutely guaranteed to blow a European's mind
Not even remotely true. The U of Iowa, as a typical example, has a $5.34 billion FY2023 budget. Its FY2023 budget (all sports) is $151 million, all self funded by sports revenue (media rights, tickets, merchandise).
I've been thinking a lot lately about the Roman Empire, especially those vomitoriums
*I of course mean "vomitoria," thank you spellcheck
I admit I was a bit disappointed to find out "vomitorium" is what they called a stadium exit, not a convenient public building for post-orgy/feast/bacchanal puking
I am at MOMA. Did you hear me, motherfucker? MOMA. You better get back to me before I start browsing the gift shop, or there will be HELL to pay
Well, apparently you chose to deliberately ignore my repeated warnings, because now I'm in line for the cashier at the MoMA gift shop, with my Roy Lichtenstein jigsaw puzzle, with no email updates. I assume because bad cell coverage so I will extend your deadline 1 hour.
Today's #DavesCarIDService salutes pioneering motorcycle sisters Augusta and Adeline Van Buren, who arrived in Los Angeles Sept 8, 1916 after a 60 day, 5k mile trip from Brooklyn NY aboard 1916 Indian Power Pluses. Here greeted in LA by silent film starlet Anita King,
It was quite a road trip, including a jaunt up Pike's Peak (the first women to do so in a motorized vehicle), getting saved by a prospector after getting lost in the Utah desert and running out of water, and an epilog journey to Tijuana. During the trip they were arrested several times, not for speeding but for wearing men's clothes.
Addie & Gussie, as the were known to friends, were descendants of 8th US president Martin Van Buren and wealthy suffragettes. They were part of the "Preparedness Movement" in the US prior to WW1. The trip was meant to demonstrate that women could serve in military roles, such as motorcycle dispatchers, if called upon.
Later in life Gussie became a pilot and member of Amelia Earhart's Ninety-Nines, while Addie earned a law degree from NYU. While a pioneering duo, they were only the 2nd and 3rd women to complete a transcontinental motorcycle ride; the first was Effie Hotchkiss on a Harley 11F in 1915, with her mom Avis in a sidecar.
Motoring is an endless source of fun history, and as always I welcome you to share some of your own family's. To get in line for an ID on a mystery car from your family archives, follow the simple directions - and remember this is a NO POLITICS zone.
Welcome to another #DavesCarIDService college football Saturday, brought to you by the all-new 1932 Rockne Model 65 from Rockne Motors! Named for legendary Notre Dame coach Knute Rockne, so get out there and buy one for the Gipper!
All of the above is true. Rockne Motors was a short lived (1932-33) division of Studebaker, and like Notre Dame, located in South Bend Indiana.
Two automotive engineers from Detroit, Ralph Vail and Roy Cole, developed its prototype and initially approached Willys-Overland to make it. Willys was financially strapped, and passed, but they got the attention of Studebaker.
Studebaker was looking for a low price model to replace their Erskine brand which died off in 1930, and it fit the bill. Believe it or not, Knute Rockne served as Studebaker's Assistant Sales Manager from 1928 until his death in 1931 (yes, back before $10 million salaries, famous national championship college football coaches had to moonlight in the off-season to put potatoes on the table).
In any case, Studebaker created an entire division and brand, named in honor of their beloved fallen South Bend football coach/ Studebaker salesman. Rockne was never photographed with a Rockne, but photo #2 shows him and one of his Irish Horsemen with a 1931 Studebaker.
Sadly Studebaker went into receivership in 1933 and the Rockne division was a victim of the reorganization. Only 38,000 ever made.
Gotta say it was quite a handsome car, with nice styling and a distinctive grille. One of my fave oddball hot rods is this 1932 Rockne 3-window coupe - a perfect gearhead gift for that Notre Dame fan who has everything.