I don’t know if Congress actually took time for this stupidity, but it wouldn’t surprise me. Most of those wallet-leeches can’t handle 6-syllable words, and assume that we can’t either because we keep voting the losers back in.
Oh, yeah, and that’s me in the photo, and I missed posting this on the 12th. So what. Do I qualify for subsidies and reparations?
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John Philip Sousa‘s sheet music for “The Stars and Stripes Forever! March” was first published in 1894, and his band recorded it in 1901. Check it out:
[Free audio download of Sousa’s recording here. Wanna see the Conductor’s Sheet Music? Click here.]
It’s been a century and a quarter yet it’s still one of the most recognizable marches in the world, especially around July 4th. An Act of Congress adopted it as the National March of the USA… in 1987. What I didn’t know is that Sousa penned lyrics for his timeless classic, and here is the last refrain:
Note that The Founding Fathers were all British citizens, right up until the Declaration of Independence. If you’ve never read it, read it; and if you’ve read it, read it again. Then read the Preamble to the U.S. Constitution. Out loud.
Teach your kids and grandchilluns the meaning and importance of Independence Day, because nobody else will. Tell them how pissed off the colonists were, and why, and then tell them what they eventually did about it. Then grill a buncha hot dogs and hamburgers, take ’em to a local fireworks show and have a great Independence Day Celebration. See ya there!
I searched for the location, and it turns out to be in the Gobi Desert in Monglolia. A Reddit commenter added this:
“Its not a house, but a restaurant by the Flaming Cliffs/Dinosaur fossil site in the Gobi Desert in Mongolia. It’s not as big as it looks, and this pic is quite old. It’s a bit dilapidated now. 44°10’31.54″N 103°41’49.39″E“
No GoogleMaps Street View – there ain’t no streets.
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“There are moments in a nation’s history when its future course is decided by a chosen few who walked bravely into the valley of the shadow of death.”
–US Army General Curtis M. Scaparrotti, during a wreath-laying ceremony at the Iron Mike Memorial, Sainte-Mere-Eglise, France
4 June 2017.
D-Day commemoration: “We will never forget our heroes” U.S., German and French dignitaries salute as “Taps” is played during an “Iron Mike” wreath-laying ceremony in Sainte-Mere-Eglise, France, June 4, 2017. The ceremony commemorated the 73rd anniversary of the D-Day landings. Army photo by Staff Sgt. Tamika Dillard
[Image and quote from here.]
Yeah, I know it went viral yesterday, but so what. That’s the first time I saw it (and I reposted it just like everyone else did, except at least I linked my sources). Besides that, it’s still an awesome pic.
When I was a teenager I witnessed a “small” tornado that passed about a mile or so away from our house. Hail was raining down, sky was black with clear orange sky underneath, the funnel was a churning slow-moving mass of brown with no distinct edges. Next thing I recall is my dad grabbing me by the collar and throwing me into the basement where we hunkered down and listened to the static on the AM transistor radio.
The following day I drove to the neighborhood that took the hit. One side of the road was untouched, but the other was all splinters.
As wonderful as Chinese tea is, it is definitely not something you’d closely associate with exhilaration, adrenaline and the fear of death. Mt. Huashan in China, however, manages to bring all of these things together by featuring a death-defying cliff-side mountain climb that brings daring visitors to a tea house 2,160 m (7,087 ft) up on the mountain’s southern peak.
Mt. Huashan has been a place of religious importance since at least the 2nd century BCE, when a Daoist temple was established at its base. Since then, pilgrims, monks and nuns have inhabited the mountain and the surrounding area. A network of dangerous and precipitous trails allows them to access the mountain’s five summits, each of which has a religious structure like the tea house on the southern summit. Together, these five summits form the points of a flower shape.
I don’t do heights very well – I get a visceral reaction when I’m too close to the edge – and this insane video spooked me just by watching it.
“When this old world starts getting me down,
And people are just too much for me to face;
I climb way up to the top of the stairs,
And all my cares just drift right into space.
On the roof, it’s peaceful as can be;
And there the world below can’t bother me…”
Q. And what does the dog say?
A. “ROOF! ROOF! ROOF!”
Right Click For The Tacky Map!
We’re all Fuldkommen Gak now.
Fight Blogslutting. (Psst. Hey, buddy. Got a Buck 4 a Bunk? A dime a day keeps the meerkats away. Cutesy little standy-uppy weasel-lookin' bastards.)
