Category: culture

Polar Bears and Liberty


US district court for the western district of Virginia held session at Monticello today and naturalized a group of new US citizens.


There were a lot of Coca-Cola bottles and logos in evidence.


citizens attended to sing and celebrate


local and network tv on hand to document the crazy salad.


We walked to Monticello past the homeless camps of Albemarle County and the beautiful remains of Mr. Jefferson’s liriodendron tulipifera.

Las Vegas

las vegas boulevard
Reminded me of Hyde Park, Speakers Corner, standing on a box. That is where the similarity ends. This fellow was not speaking.

hot babes
We have several ordinances in CHO which would discourage the appearance of this mobile advertising.


The fellow on the box, I am unsure of his message.

automotive incinerate

old gas pumps and a razorback
…the same assumption that current ways of doing things will remain in place indefinitely is an important reason why so many otherwise prudent and intelligent people [choose] to ignore the signs that their lifestyle is getting ready to terminate itself with extreme prejudice.–John Michael Greer

Oops. I forgot. Tomorrow is judgment day.

2011 AD—On May 21st, Judgment Day will begin and the rapture (the taking up into heaven of God’s elect people) will occur at the end of the 23-year great tribulation. On October 21st, the world will be destroyed by fire (7000 years from the flood; 13,023 years from creation).–Innanet

Faced with difficult circumstances, it’s recommended that the non-faithful listen to “I Feel Fine” by R.E.M.

chariot


–noun
1. a light, two-wheeled vehicle for one person, usually drawn by two horses and driven from a standing position, used in ancient Egypt, Greece, Rome, etc., in warfare, racing, hunting, etc.
2. a light, four-wheeled pleasure carriage.–dictionary.com
a pleasure carriage,
click above to see how the usage of that phrase has fared according to Google’s ngram viewer.

Frosty


doing errands in the Capital City. Longing for the heyday of banking. These days it is as if a neutron bomb had been detonated, leaving the physical structures of the banks untouched but all the personnel gone. There is the bank, the money, the cubicles, but the staff has been reduced to Frosty and he is famously immobile. So the several of us waiting hatched a plan.
We unplugged Frosty.


The response was gratifying. The branch manager instantly appeared, spoke to us all. Checked on our health and that of Frosty. We laughed. We waited. The service was as expeditious as possible. We did business, left longing for the goodle days, before bank officers were replaced with inflatables, before quantitative easing, before securitization of mortgages, back back back to the days of silver coins, copper pennies, silver certificates and savings account passbooks.


(should any of you banking center types be lurking… while your boards of directors and CEO’s plundered the American economy, while we do not like you… you have great employees. Truly. Nice people to do bidness with. Hire more of them!)

memory

The way I remember it, Billy Budd did something to attract the teacher's attention. The teacher, wishing to make an impression on our young hero, grasped him by the ankle and hung him out of the second story window (pictured above 2nd from right).
Am I remembering correctly? It was a forty+ years ago.