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AITA for not allowing parents to plan my trip?
2023.05.30 04:50 ThouHastForsakenMe AITA for not allowing parents to plan my trip?
So a little backstory: I’m recently graduating from high school with a 3.72 gpa unweighted (my pride and joy after spending 4 crappy years with terrible teachers, unhygienic bathrooms, and being close to a full mental breakdown. I didn’t even get to go to my senior cruise or grad night to Disneyland with my friends.
For about 3 months my mom and I have tried to pick a destination. First it was a 6-day trip traveling to the UK. My mom decided it was too expensive, that there’s tension in Europe (referencing the Russian conflict, even though it’s on the opposite side of Europe), that we would need to update my passport which would take too long and would expire after five years (even though I looked on the website and estimated the time it would take to get the passport), and lastly to wait until I’m done with college/law school and have built enough income. I obliged and choose either Hawaii or Alaska as it’s still in the U.S.
The conflict: my mom thinks that because I’m going to be majoring in history, I should go to Boston or Washington DC. I checked what the destinations and have only found a few places that I liked in Washington (the Smithsonian museum and library of congress) and barely any in Boston. However, Hawaii has the beach, forests, waterfalls, beautiful scenery, etc. Alaska has forests, glaciers, aurora borealis (if I’m lucky to see it), indigenous museums, possible whale watching, etc. Although my options are more pricy (about $1375 for hotel and flights), I love the scenery and find these two places beautiful.
She won’t let up and just keeps mentioning my major and I keep telling her I don’t want to see those places. I worked hard for 4 years and finally broke my 3.67 gpa streak so I think I am more than entitled to pick where I want to even go, especially since my sister got to choose and plan out her senior year trip to Maui with her piss poor grades. My dad thinks I’m stupid and undeserving of a trip and should just go to Washington.
So AITA for not giving in?
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For about 3 months my mom and I have tried to pick a destination. First it was a 6-day trip traveling to the UK. My mom decided it was too expensive, that there’s tension in Europe (referencing the Russian conflict, even though it’s on the opposite side of Europe), that we would need to update my passport which would take too long and would expire after five years (even though I looked on the website and estimated the time it would take to get the passport), and lastly to wait until I’m done with college/law school and have built enough income. I obliged and choose either Hawaii or Alaska as it’s still in the U.S.
The conflict: my mom thinks that because I’m going to be majoring in history, I should go to Boston or Washington DC. I checked what the destinations and have only found a few places that I liked in Washington (the Smithsonian museum and library of congress) and barely any in Boston. However, Hawaii has the beach, forests, waterfalls, beautiful scenery, etc. Alaska has forests, glaciers, aurora borealis (if I’m lucky to see it), indigenous museums, possible whale watching, etc. Although my options are more pricy (about $1375 for hotel and flights), I love the scenery and find these two places beautiful.
She won’t let up and just keeps mentioning my major and I keep telling her I don’t want to see those places. I worked hard for 4 years and finally broke my 3.67 gpa streak so I think I am more than entitled to pick where I want to even go, especially since my sister got to choose and plan out her senior year trip to Maui with her piss poor grades. My dad thinks I’m stupid and undeserving of a trip and should just go to Washington.
So AITA for not giving in?
2023.05.30 04:42 ComputerByld Rentier Economies and Left-wing Ideological Prevalence
I'm sure there's a less clumsy way to title this and a less clumsy way to phrase the question, but I'm hoping to get your opinions without offending any of you who might consider themselves "left wing." With that said, my working assumption is that little to no one on a Georgist forum consider themselves "left wing" or "right wing," at least in the sense that I'm using them here.
And to clarify what I do mean: by left-wing I'm referring to the colloquial American left, especially the American far left. Antifa fits this colloquial category as one example. By right wing I also refer to the American colloquial meaning.
The question is: Why is it that in the places where we find the most rentier parasitism (urban areas) we inevitably find the largest blocs of hard leftists (per capita)?
It's noteworthy that the correlation is apparently linear: the larger the city, the greater the number (and often the more fervent) the left-wing that will be found there. Of course city size also correlates with total available rentier income.
The reverse is also true: generally speaking the more removed a place is from access to rentier income (i.e. rural or exurban areas) the more right-wing the people and fewer far leftists in proportion.
Voting heat maps bear this out in terms of Republican and Democrat vote-getting (with Republicans dominating areas with little rentier privilege and Democrats dominating rentseeking areas). I'd argue that Republican and Democrat platforms aren't perfect proxies for left-wing and right-wing worldviews (even in the American colloquial sense of left and right) but there is enough alignment for the data to be relevant.
And while it's true that there are rural rentseeking industries (oil extraction etc), these are almost always controlled by corporations with the rural worker a mere laborer who benefits relatively little from the economic rent collected. Such corporations are themselves generally headquartered in major cities and most of their rentier income flows to equity prices in any case.
In anticipation of the thesis that specialization is the cause: Military occupations can be highly specialized and yet the military remains strongly right-wing. I remain open to this argument but so far I find it very unconvincing and the hypothetical mechanism isn't at all clear.
One important point is that much of the rentier income that flows inside a city isn't going directly into the pockets of everyday left wing voters, it's going to oligarchs and corporations. However this only means that there are vast unearned pools of money in these areas available to seek political influence (political rentseeking) and thus are in search of levers of influence.
Propaganda, political optics, demonstrations and the like can all be manufactured or influenced with money, and cities are places with both the means and the population density where we would expect to find the attempt.
All that is to say that we should expect increased corruption where there is more unearned wealth, and not be surprised if we find exactly what a reasonable person would expect to find (if said reasonable person is a Georgist, but I repeat myself).
My working hypothesis is that the unearned income flowing in these cities creates a distortionary effect wherein the greater the unearned money-flows, the more removed (in aggregate) the people who come into contact with that money become from actual, real wealth creation (aka earned income).
And because real wealth creation is only possible with an objectively true cause-effect understanding of the world, people who are disconnected from cause and effect are able to hold basically any belief system, no matter how disconnected from reality, without it impacting their ability to earn income necessary for comfort. I realize that's not a charitable view to hold of the colloquial American far left, but as I said at the outset I'm working under the assumption that other Georgists don't identify as such anyways.
Another hypothesis (one that is perhaps more charitable) is that connection to the land tends to make people right wing, and disconnection from the land tends to make them left wing. However this hypothesis doesn't explain the mechanisms for why that would be, other than a return to the above rationale (connection to the land teaches true cause and effect). If you ascribe to this hypothesis please expound on a mechanism for why it would occur.
The extension of the above thought experiment is to ask: how distortionary is the effect on government if virtually every single federal agency (certainly the ones with power) are headquartered and operated from inside massive rentier fiefdoms such as Washington DC? Ditto for state agencies since they all reside inside state capitals. How distortionary might this be to our government?
Now it's your turn. Tell me why I'm full of it (or, God forbid, why I'm onto something). This board is brimming with intelligent people and I'd like to hear your opinions on the matter, even if you disagree with me in toto.
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And to clarify what I do mean: by left-wing I'm referring to the colloquial American left, especially the American far left. Antifa fits this colloquial category as one example. By right wing I also refer to the American colloquial meaning.
The question is: Why is it that in the places where we find the most rentier parasitism (urban areas) we inevitably find the largest blocs of hard leftists (per capita)?
It's noteworthy that the correlation is apparently linear: the larger the city, the greater the number (and often the more fervent) the left-wing that will be found there. Of course city size also correlates with total available rentier income.
The reverse is also true: generally speaking the more removed a place is from access to rentier income (i.e. rural or exurban areas) the more right-wing the people and fewer far leftists in proportion.
Voting heat maps bear this out in terms of Republican and Democrat vote-getting (with Republicans dominating areas with little rentier privilege and Democrats dominating rentseeking areas). I'd argue that Republican and Democrat platforms aren't perfect proxies for left-wing and right-wing worldviews (even in the American colloquial sense of left and right) but there is enough alignment for the data to be relevant.
And while it's true that there are rural rentseeking industries (oil extraction etc), these are almost always controlled by corporations with the rural worker a mere laborer who benefits relatively little from the economic rent collected. Such corporations are themselves generally headquartered in major cities and most of their rentier income flows to equity prices in any case.
In anticipation of the thesis that specialization is the cause: Military occupations can be highly specialized and yet the military remains strongly right-wing. I remain open to this argument but so far I find it very unconvincing and the hypothetical mechanism isn't at all clear.
One important point is that much of the rentier income that flows inside a city isn't going directly into the pockets of everyday left wing voters, it's going to oligarchs and corporations. However this only means that there are vast unearned pools of money in these areas available to seek political influence (political rentseeking) and thus are in search of levers of influence.
Propaganda, political optics, demonstrations and the like can all be manufactured or influenced with money, and cities are places with both the means and the population density where we would expect to find the attempt.
All that is to say that we should expect increased corruption where there is more unearned wealth, and not be surprised if we find exactly what a reasonable person would expect to find (if said reasonable person is a Georgist, but I repeat myself).
My working hypothesis is that the unearned income flowing in these cities creates a distortionary effect wherein the greater the unearned money-flows, the more removed (in aggregate) the people who come into contact with that money become from actual, real wealth creation (aka earned income).
And because real wealth creation is only possible with an objectively true cause-effect understanding of the world, people who are disconnected from cause and effect are able to hold basically any belief system, no matter how disconnected from reality, without it impacting their ability to earn income necessary for comfort. I realize that's not a charitable view to hold of the colloquial American far left, but as I said at the outset I'm working under the assumption that other Georgists don't identify as such anyways.
Another hypothesis (one that is perhaps more charitable) is that connection to the land tends to make people right wing, and disconnection from the land tends to make them left wing. However this hypothesis doesn't explain the mechanisms for why that would be, other than a return to the above rationale (connection to the land teaches true cause and effect). If you ascribe to this hypothesis please expound on a mechanism for why it would occur.
The extension of the above thought experiment is to ask: how distortionary is the effect on government if virtually every single federal agency (certainly the ones with power) are headquartered and operated from inside massive rentier fiefdoms such as Washington DC? Ditto for state agencies since they all reside inside state capitals. How distortionary might this be to our government?
Now it's your turn. Tell me why I'm full of it (or, God forbid, why I'm onto something). This board is brimming with intelligent people and I'd like to hear your opinions on the matter, even if you disagree with me in toto.
2023.05.30 04:36 TheYankee17762 NYTIMES: George Wallace endorses RFK for the 1964 election
By: Michael Ricci
Date: April 15, 1964
WASHINGTON DC - George Wallace officially endorsed RFK for president in the 1964 election, despite ideological differences.
When RFK came on top for the nomination of the National Progressive Pact, many worried about a possible inner-party rebellion from Southerns, the biggest being George Wallace, with RFK's hard left shift when it comes to segregation and the question of "states' rights" and his Northern background. The weeks of silence from Wallace made some question his loyalty and his next steps. Yet in a formal speech last night, George Wallace confirmed his commitment to RFK and to the National Progressive Pact, saying quote, "While I have my ideological disagreements with Robert, in particular on the issue of states rights and the Southern way of life, I found that speaking over a plate of fried chicken that we shared agreed on more issues than disagreed."
He went on to praise RFK's commitment to fighting the "Northern establishment", to fighting for the poor and destitute, and to fighting for "America's honor on the world stage". While George Wallace's support of RFK, it seems that the fear of an inner party rebellion, some segregationists left the National Progressive Pact together for the Republican-Democratic Coalition. Wallace F. Bennett calling for "neutrality" on the "states' rights issue" has been appealing messaging for many Southerners despite many Northern and African Americans have been angry at Bennett's refusal to attack segregation. Along with Nixon's veto of Civil Rights, might be a moment of no return for the Republican-Democratic Coatilion, needing to win the South or they might lose the election.
Whatever happens, the 1964 election will a defining election in American history, between a familiar yet more Southern-friendly brand of conservatism against a young new populist progressivism.
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Date: April 15, 1964
WASHINGTON DC - George Wallace officially endorsed RFK for president in the 1964 election, despite ideological differences.
When RFK came on top for the nomination of the National Progressive Pact, many worried about a possible inner-party rebellion from Southerns, the biggest being George Wallace, with RFK's hard left shift when it comes to segregation and the question of "states' rights" and his Northern background. The weeks of silence from Wallace made some question his loyalty and his next steps. Yet in a formal speech last night, George Wallace confirmed his commitment to RFK and to the National Progressive Pact, saying quote, "While I have my ideological disagreements with Robert, in particular on the issue of states rights and the Southern way of life, I found that speaking over a plate of fried chicken that we shared agreed on more issues than disagreed."
He went on to praise RFK's commitment to fighting the "Northern establishment", to fighting for the poor and destitute, and to fighting for "America's honor on the world stage". While George Wallace's support of RFK, it seems that the fear of an inner party rebellion, some segregationists left the National Progressive Pact together for the Republican-Democratic Coalition. Wallace F. Bennett calling for "neutrality" on the "states' rights issue" has been appealing messaging for many Southerners despite many Northern and African Americans have been angry at Bennett's refusal to attack segregation. Along with Nixon's veto of Civil Rights, might be a moment of no return for the Republican-Democratic Coatilion, needing to win the South or they might lose the election.
Whatever happens, the 1964 election will a defining election in American history, between a familiar yet more Southern-friendly brand of conservatism against a young new populist progressivism.
2023.05.30 04:35 mother-fungus Last Minute-ish trip to bali.. overwhelmed!
Hi all,
I am trying to plan a last minute trip to bail for myself, my husband and 3 children (7,13,14).
The children's aunty was marrying a multimillarionare and they had planned a very elaborate destination wedding for Italy at the end of July-August (think 5 star resort on the amalfi coast with a promise of limos and yachts etc). The kids were very excited and have been looking forward to it for about a year... A couple of days ago the wedding was called off and our kids are absolutely devasted. So now I am scrambling trying to plan a holiday for around the same time for them. We are by no means well-off, however we have a small amount in savings that we are going to use to plan a make-up trip. They have never been over seas before. I have been to asia/bali a few times but mostly when I was younger and doing the hostel things. I have been trying to find accommodation almost constantly for the last couple of days and I feel SO overwhelmed and its becoming stressful and I keep crying haha.
I was hoping for some advice. What we are looking for is a hotel (preferably a resort, with a pool and close to the beach) that has a 2 bedroom apartment OR interconnecting rooms. I want something nice within budget as I want the holiday to be special for the kids, and I don't think we can afford to do another overseas holiday while they are kids. I am not sure which suburb. My husband and I are not drinkers etc and I don't really want to stay somewhere that's going to be a "party" environment. So for that reason I am leaning away from kuta and legion (although could be persuaded). I was looking at Seminyak as I have stayed there before and seems like a good compromise. I was also looking at Nusa Dua however I'm not sure if its to out of the way or less exciting? Our two teenagers are very excited about this trip and want to do all the things so I don't want to stay somewhere that's to quiet.. I want them to be able to experience the more hustle and bustle touristy stuff if they please with the option to relax at a resort.
We also plan to spend a lot of time at the hotel pool and by the beach. My eldest daughter wants to tan (haha) and my eldest son wants to surf etc. does anyone have any solid reccomndations for a resort that fits our idea? ideally with breakfast included. Neither my husband nor I want to share a big room with the kids as ill probably have a mental breakdown so a resort that offers connecting rooms or a 2 bedroom apartment would be more then ideal.
PLEASE if anyone has any recommendations I would be super grateful!
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I am trying to plan a last minute trip to bail for myself, my husband and 3 children (7,13,14).
The children's aunty was marrying a multimillarionare and they had planned a very elaborate destination wedding for Italy at the end of July-August (think 5 star resort on the amalfi coast with a promise of limos and yachts etc). The kids were very excited and have been looking forward to it for about a year... A couple of days ago the wedding was called off and our kids are absolutely devasted. So now I am scrambling trying to plan a holiday for around the same time for them. We are by no means well-off, however we have a small amount in savings that we are going to use to plan a make-up trip. They have never been over seas before. I have been to asia/bali a few times but mostly when I was younger and doing the hostel things. I have been trying to find accommodation almost constantly for the last couple of days and I feel SO overwhelmed and its becoming stressful and I keep crying haha.
I was hoping for some advice. What we are looking for is a hotel (preferably a resort, with a pool and close to the beach) that has a 2 bedroom apartment OR interconnecting rooms. I want something nice within budget as I want the holiday to be special for the kids, and I don't think we can afford to do another overseas holiday while they are kids. I am not sure which suburb. My husband and I are not drinkers etc and I don't really want to stay somewhere that's going to be a "party" environment. So for that reason I am leaning away from kuta and legion (although could be persuaded). I was looking at Seminyak as I have stayed there before and seems like a good compromise. I was also looking at Nusa Dua however I'm not sure if its to out of the way or less exciting? Our two teenagers are very excited about this trip and want to do all the things so I don't want to stay somewhere that's to quiet.. I want them to be able to experience the more hustle and bustle touristy stuff if they please with the option to relax at a resort.
We also plan to spend a lot of time at the hotel pool and by the beach. My eldest daughter wants to tan (haha) and my eldest son wants to surf etc. does anyone have any solid reccomndations for a resort that fits our idea? ideally with breakfast included. Neither my husband nor I want to share a big room with the kids as ill probably have a mental breakdown so a resort that offers connecting rooms or a 2 bedroom apartment would be more then ideal.
PLEASE if anyone has any recommendations I would be super grateful!
2023.05.30 03:59 speg Hotels all booked?
Hello friends,
We're heading up to Sudbury this week on short notice (funeral) - only problem almost all the hotels are booked! Ideally we were looking for one with a pool.. and managed to snag a reservation at the Clarion but we're not sure if that's a great area...
What is going on in town this week that's filled everything up? If anyone knows of any family friendly accommodations with vacancy - please do let me know :)
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We're heading up to Sudbury this week on short notice (funeral) - only problem almost all the hotels are booked! Ideally we were looking for one with a pool.. and managed to snag a reservation at the Clarion but we're not sure if that's a great area...
What is going on in town this week that's filled everything up? If anyone knows of any family friendly accommodations with vacancy - please do let me know :)
2023.05.30 03:44 Small_Bet_9433 Big Ten Programs (Legends Division + Maryland) That Have Played Teams They Have Never Beaten
I know what you're all probably thinking, "Legends and Leaders, what is wrong with you?". But hear me out! All must know of the divisions the Big Ten used from 2011 to 2013! Rutgers and Maryland joined in 2014 when they switched to the East and West divisions, so I tallied the responses from my comment on my previous post to decide who of the two would be the legend. Tomorrow Rutgers will be the leader along with Notre Dame. The year in parenthesis is the date the teams last played each other. As always if I missed any dates or matchups, please let me know!
Kansas State (0-1) (2013)
Mississippi State (0-1) (2011)
Oklahoma (0-1) (1976)
Tennessee (0-1) (2002)
Texas (0-1) (2005)
TCU (0-1) (2022)
Toledo (0-1) (2008)
Wesleyan (CT) (0-1) (1883)
Cleveland AA (OH) (0-1) (1891)
Army (0-2) (1984)
Auburn (0-1) (1938)
BYU (0-1) (2016)
Colorado State (0-1) (1998)
Florida State (0-2) (1988)
Georgia Tech (0-3) (1985)
Houston (0-1) (1967)
LSU (0-1) (1995)
Louisiana Tech (0-1) (2003)
Texas Tech (0-1) (2010)
Saint Louis (MO) (0-1-1) (1924)
Marietta (OH) (0-1) (1920)
Haskell Indian Nations (KS) (0-1)
Fort MacArthur (TX) (0-1) (1917)
Creighton (NE) (0-2) (1923)
Cornell (NY) (0-1) (1926)
Chicago (IL) (0-1) (1923)
Hawaii (0-1) (1997)
North Carolina State (0-1) (2000)
Notre Dame (0-4-1) (1938)
Oklahoma (0-2) (1986)
Tennessee (0-1) (1986)
Texas Tech (0-2) (2012)
Virginia (0-1) (2005)
Iowa Navy Pre-Flight (0-3) (1944)
Chicago Naval Reserve (IL) (0-1) (1918)
North Carolina State (0-3) (1992)
Miami (FL) (0-4) (1992)
Oklahoma (0-2) (2011)
Stanford (0-1) (2016)
Texas A&M (0-1) (1931)
Utah (0-1) (1978)
Physicians & Surgeons (IL) (0-1) (1897)
Iowa Navy Pre-Flight (0-2) (1944)
Great Lakes NTS (IL) (0-4) (1943)
Doane (NE) (0-1) (1895)
Denver AC (CO) (0-1) (1893)
Centenary (LA) (0-1) (1930)
Arizona (0-2) (1976)
Arizona State (0-4) (2005)
Arkansas (0-1) (1981)
Florida (0-2) (1966)
North Carolina (0-2) (1977)
Southern Cal (0-5) (1995)
Tennessee (0-2) (2015)
Texas A&M (0-1) (2011)
Texas Tech (0-1) (2010)
Washington (0-3) (1984)
New Hampshire (0-1) (2006)
Iowa Navy Pre-Flight (0-1) (1942)
Harvard Prep School (IL) (0-1) (1886)
Denver AC (CO) (0-1) (1893)
Chicago University Football Club (IL) (0-2) (1890)
Chicago Naval Reserve (IL) (0-1) (1918)
Carlisle Indian School (PA) (0-1) (1903)
BYU (0-1) (2015)
Duke (0-1) (1954)
Georgia Tech (0-1) (1990)
Georgia Southern (0-1) (2022)
Houston (0-1) (1979)
Ole Miss (0-1) (2002)
Stanford (0-1) (1940)
Southern Cal (0-4-1) (2014)
Saint Louis (MO) (0-1) (1907)
Iowa Navy Pre-Flight (0-1) (1942)
Carlisle Indian School (PA) (0-1) (1908)
Camp Dodge (IA) (0-1) (1918)
Butte AC (MT) (0-2) (1896)
Miami (OH) (0-1) (1969)
Marshall (0-1) (2013)
Nebraska (0-2) (2019)
Notre Dame (0-2) (2011)
Ohio State (0-8) (2022)
Oklahoma (0-4) (1967)
Oregon State (0-1) (2007)
Stanford (0-1) (2014)
Texas A&M (0-2) (1958)
Washington (0-1) (1982)
Wisconsin (0-4) (2022)
Walbrook AC (MD) (0-1) (1901)
Swarthmore (PA) (0-1) (1919)
Princeton (NJ) (0-2) (1922)
Mount Washington AC (MD) (0-1) (1906)
Haverford (PA) (0-2) (1916)
Gibraltar AC (DC) (0-1) (1900)
Gallaudet JV (DC) (0-1) (1898)
Curtis Bay Coast Guard (MD) (0-1) (1943)
Columbia AC (DC) (0-1) (1894)
Chicago (IL) (0-1) (1926)
Chemical Warfare Service (DC) (0-1) (1918)
Carnegie Mellon (PA) (0-1) (1921)
Baltimore Medical College (MD) (0-1) (1897)
Alexandria Episcopal HS (VA) (0-4) (1900)
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*Don't sleep on Iowa Navy Pre-Flight!
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- Michigan
Kansas State (0-1) (2013)
Mississippi State (0-1) (2011)
Oklahoma (0-1) (1976)
Tennessee (0-1) (2002)
Texas (0-1) (2005)
TCU (0-1) (2022)
Toledo (0-1) (2008)
Wesleyan (CT) (0-1) (1883)
Cleveland AA (OH) (0-1) (1891)
- Michigan State
Army (0-2) (1984)
Auburn (0-1) (1938)
BYU (0-1) (2016)
Colorado State (0-1) (1998)
Florida State (0-2) (1988)
Georgia Tech (0-3) (1985)
Houston (0-1) (1967)
LSU (0-1) (1995)
Louisiana Tech (0-1) (2003)
Texas Tech (0-1) (2010)
Saint Louis (MO) (0-1-1) (1924)
Marietta (OH) (0-1) (1920)
Haskell Indian Nations (KS) (0-1)
Fort MacArthur (TX) (0-1) (1917)
Creighton (NE) (0-2) (1923)
Cornell (NY) (0-1) (1926)
Chicago (IL) (0-1) (1923)
- Minnesota
Hawaii (0-1) (1997)
North Carolina State (0-1) (2000)
Notre Dame (0-4-1) (1938)
Oklahoma (0-2) (1986)
Tennessee (0-1) (1986)
Texas Tech (0-2) (2012)
Virginia (0-1) (2005)
Iowa Navy Pre-Flight (0-3) (1944)
Chicago Naval Reserve (IL) (0-1) (1918)
- Iowa
North Carolina State (0-3) (1992)
Miami (FL) (0-4) (1992)
Oklahoma (0-2) (2011)
Stanford (0-1) (2016)
Texas A&M (0-1) (1931)
Utah (0-1) (1978)
Physicians & Surgeons (IL) (0-1) (1897)
Iowa Navy Pre-Flight (0-2) (1944)
Great Lakes NTS (IL) (0-4) (1943)
Doane (NE) (0-1) (1895)
Denver AC (CO) (0-1) (1893)
Centenary (LA) (0-1) (1930)
- Northwestern
Arizona (0-2) (1976)
Arizona State (0-4) (2005)
Arkansas (0-1) (1981)
Florida (0-2) (1966)
North Carolina (0-2) (1977)
Southern Cal (0-5) (1995)
Tennessee (0-2) (2015)
Texas A&M (0-1) (2011)
Texas Tech (0-1) (2010)
Washington (0-3) (1984)
New Hampshire (0-1) (2006)
Iowa Navy Pre-Flight (0-1) (1942)
Harvard Prep School (IL) (0-1) (1886)
Denver AC (CO) (0-1) (1893)
Chicago University Football Club (IL) (0-2) (1890)
Chicago Naval Reserve (IL) (0-1) (1918)
Carlisle Indian School (PA) (0-1) (1903)
- Nebraska
BYU (0-1) (2015)
Duke (0-1) (1954)
Georgia Tech (0-1) (1990)
Georgia Southern (0-1) (2022)
Houston (0-1) (1979)
Ole Miss (0-1) (2002)
Stanford (0-1) (1940)
Southern Cal (0-4-1) (2014)
Saint Louis (MO) (0-1) (1907)
Iowa Navy Pre-Flight (0-1) (1942)
Carlisle Indian School (PA) (0-1) (1908)
Camp Dodge (IA) (0-1) (1918)
Butte AC (MT) (0-2) (1896)
- Maryland
Miami (OH) (0-1) (1969)
Marshall (0-1) (2013)
Nebraska (0-2) (2019)
Notre Dame (0-2) (2011)
Ohio State (0-8) (2022)
Oklahoma (0-4) (1967)
Oregon State (0-1) (2007)
Stanford (0-1) (2014)
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2023.05.30 02:29 stevejollifee The Hotel Alcazar (Lightner Museum) In 1930 The Alcazar Hotel in St. Augustine had the world's largest indoor swimming pool. Today it is the Lightner Museum.
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2023.05.30 01:43 tomveiltomveil Q: are there any plants that are *more* walkable than lawn grass?
I have a chance to convince some city officials to replace some of the lawn grass in a local park with some other plants. The problem is, the entire area must be open for people, and possibly dogs, to walk on. As far as any of us can tell, for all it's downsides, lawn grass is the single best plant at surviving foot traffic.
Can anyone counter that argument with examples of other plants, even other grasses, that demonstrably handle foot traffic at least as well as lawn grass does? Huge, huge bonus points if you can point me to a book, study, or even just an internet article that backs up your claim, because showing my research will be the key to winning over the park officials. Thanks!
EDIT: The location is Washington DC, USDA zone 7A.
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Can anyone counter that argument with examples of other plants, even other grasses, that demonstrably handle foot traffic at least as well as lawn grass does? Huge, huge bonus points if you can point me to a book, study, or even just an internet article that backs up your claim, because showing my research will be the key to winning over the park officials. Thanks!
EDIT: The location is Washington DC, USDA zone 7A.
2023.05.30 01:22 _Revelator_ Clarkson's Columns: 30 Years at the Sunday Times & The Red Trouser Mob Speaks Nimby
30 years of this Motormouth
On three decades of cars, controversy, and cow dung at the Sunday Times (May 28)
By Jeremy Clarkson
Thirty years. That’s how long I’ve been writing for The Sunday Times. When I joined the paper, back in 1993, John Major was in power, Neil Kinnock was a fan of Ford Sierras, they were still digging coal out of the ground in Yorkshire and other columnists on the paper included AA Gill, Michael Winner and, not long afterwards, Tara Palmer-Tomkinson.
I’m the only one left now. Still here. Still bashing away at the keyboard. And still feeling like a fraud. I went recently to a party celebrating the newspaper’s 200th birthday and during a film that had been made to commemorate the milestone, I was left reeling at the amount of truly important stories it had broken over the years. And the journalistic colossuses who’d translated these shapeshifting events into readable, punchy prose.
Me? Well, I got a job in journalism — on the Rotherham Advertiser — simply because my grandfather, a doctor, had gone out during an air raid in the Second World War and delivered the editor’s first baby. “I’ve always wanted to pay him back,” he said, “so you start on Monday.”
He sent me on a block release course to learn the tricks of the trade and I was terribly shit at everything. I only managed to pass my 110-word-a-minute shorthand exam by using a two-speed tape recorder and very long hair to cover up the secret earpiece. But while there I did meet a chap from the Harrogate Herald who told me about a great gig. If you could get a motoring column in the newspaper, carmakers would send you a brand-new model every week, fully insured and brimmed with fuel. All you had to do to keep the gravy train running was say how brilliant it was.
So I became a motoring journalist — that’s the profession’s bottom rung, just below being a travel hack. And that was fraudulent too because I had no clue how a car works. Back then my peers and colleagues in the specialist motoring press would talk about gear ratios and steering racks and tread shuffle, and I had literally no clue what they were on about. In my mind you turned the key, witchcraft happened and you moved about. The gearbox? That was pure sorcery.
In some ways this ignorance helped, because if you know how a car works you aren’t all that surprised when it does. With me, I always have a boyish, tinkle-grabbing excitement when I push the throttle pedal and the whole car moves. It excites me. And I don’t think that excitement would be there if I were on some kind of a know-how par with the engineers who’d made it possible.
To get round the problem of not knowing what I was talking about, I wrote mostly about how a car made you look and feel. And that seemed to go down quite well, so pretty soon the gravy train became a foreign junket jus train as carmakers started inviting me to product launches. A lot of product launches. In the mid-Eighties I spent more time in Cannes and Barcelona than I did at home. And all I had to do in exchange for all the private jets and champagne was write a piece saying that the car made me feel and look very nice. And that it would do the same for you too.
At one of these product launches — for the Citroën AX, in case you’re interested — I bumped into a BBC producer who asked me to appear on Top Gear, and pretty soon I was so busy doing that, I didn’t have time to go to Cannes and Barcelona any more. Which meant I had nothing to lose and could say what I liked.
Many of the carmakers didn’t like me saying what I liked, so an association of car industry press officers despatched a chap from Ford called Harry Calton to speak to my bosses. They told him that my directness was bringing more viewers to Top Gear and that this was good for the motor industry. Which in turn was good for Ford. He agreed and pretty soon I was rushing about, refusing to review the Vauxhall Vectra because it was too boring. And likening the new Toyota Corolla to a fridge-freezer. And saying that the Ford Scorpio looked like a slightly melted waxwork model of Marty Feldman.
This brought me to the attention of The Sunday Times, which asked me to do something similar in print. Which is quite an achievement if you think about it. Being asked to write for one of the most prestigious newspapers in the world, on a subject about which I knew nothing.
I couldn’t even drive very well back then. This was a bit of a hindrance, because to write about how a car behaves “at the limit” you have to be able to take it to the limit, and to find out where that is you have to go beyond it, which meant doing some kind of skid. It was my old colleague Tiff Needell who taught me how to do that, at Kemble airfield, in a Lamborghini Murciélago.
I still don’t do it properly. Instead of using power to break traction at the back, which is what the professionals do, I use too much speed. I arrive at the corner far too quickly, lift off the throttle to pitch the weight of the car forwards and therefore reduce traction at the back, and then turn the wheel while rubbing some rosaries. It’s messy and smoky and scary sometimes, especially when you’re doing it three feet from the back of a camera tracking car. But it looked good on television, and it convinced millions of people that I was some kind of cross between Ayrton Senna and Adrian Newey, all wrapped up in a sandwich filled with idiotic metaphors and similes.
Soon The Sunday Times asked me to start writing about other things as well, which is how I ended up with Adrian Gill, in Baghdad, in 2005, reporting on the Iraq War. I was useless at this as well, choosing to use hyperbole instead of actually finding stuff out. “There were a hundred million soldiers” is so much easier than calling the MoD and finding out how many there really were.
I also had a terrible nose for news. Back in the autumn of 2013 — I did look that up — I was in Kyiv doing some kind of Top Gear live show when I received a call from a different editor of The Sunday Times, asking me to go down to Independence Square to see if the protests were as big as he’d been led to believe.
I was thrilled because this was my big chance to be a proper hack, at the pointy tip of a breaking story. So off I went with a notebook and no pen. No journalist ever has a pen. And having talked to the lone policeman and signed autographs for the six rather bored-looking protesters, I called the editor and said the whole Russia/Ukraine thing was a nonstory.
Incredibly, after 30 years on the paper, I’m still here. But will I still be kicking around after 40 years? With cars I think not. I recently borrowed a 2005 Ford GT and, on a beautiful spring evening, I took it from Chipping Norton to Badminton House, along some of the loveliest and quietest and fastest roads that Britain has to offer, and I truly loved it. But in the not too distant future drives like that will simply not be possible. And cars like that will be gone. It’ll all be 20 mph and giving way to cyclists and pulling over for 60 hours to fill up the batteries. And I want no part of that.
I may not know how proper cars work. But at least they interest me. The new breed? I have even less of a clue what makes them move along and I find them all to be more boring than Jane Austen giving a four-hour talk about Chaucer.
When I began doing this columnism lark you could say that the combustion engine was brilliant and that men can’t have babies. These days, though … you can still say those things. It’s just that now people get very angry with you. And I like that because I’ve always liked throwing rocks in ponds. It’s all I’ve ever done, really. Tried to mess things up. It’s been fun.
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Does the red trouser mob speak fluent nimby? You better you bet
By Jeremy Clarkson (Sunday Times, May 28)
I have some experience of not getting planning permission, and what I’ve come to understand is this: whether you want to build a conservatory, or a funeral home, or a nuclear power station, you’ve got to get the language right. Sustainable. That’s an important word. Your conservatory may feature window frames made from depleted uranium, but that doesn’t matter if you describe it as sustainable. And mental health. That’s critical. You need a sustainable sun room full of eco-plants because it’s good for your mental health. Plus you will empower the local building trade in a way that will be “transformative” to the low-income “community”.
Sadly, however, no matter how well versed you may be in modern government-speak, you will come up against a neighbour in red trousers who knows the even more powerful language of nimbyism. And he’s going to say that your new conservatory will cause more “pollution”, “traffic” and “noise”. That’s the holy trinity for those who worship at the altar of Laura Ashley. And if that isn’t working, they’ll wheel out the trump card: dark skies. They’ll argue that your new conservatory will cause light pollution, and then, I’m afraid, you’ve had it. Especially if there’s even a suggestion that you might harm a bat.
All of which brings me on to the Duke of Beaufort. He recently applied for permission to stage two summer concerts in the agreeable grounds of Badminton House — the Who and Rod Stewart, in case you’re interested. And I’m sure his representatives used all the right words.
They’ll have glossed over the fact that it’s bloody expensive to run a big house and new income streams are necessary, because that sort of argument doesn’t sit well in a country where anyone with a big house is wrong. That’s the law. So the duke’s advisers will have relegated the business angle to page 12 of the application and concentrated instead on how the sustainable, low-impact, green events will empower the low-income rural community and boost the mental health of the region’s bats.
Sadly, though, the duke’s neighbours are not just well versed in the language of nimbyism. They are fluent — they are past masters — in the art of objecting. So they started by pointing out there’d be increased traffic in the area and that noise would “reverberate” in nearby villages — presumably causing many bat deaths and “mental health issues”.
Naturally, they also said the concertgoers would engage in “rowdy behaviour”, even though it’s the Who and Rod Stewart we’re talking about. Most of the audience will be in their sixties, and when Roger Daltrey sings, “The kids are all right”, they’ll turn to one another and say, “They really are. Henry’s a commodity broker now, and Harriet is doing ever so well at Freuds.” Then, when it’s all over, they’ll go back to Stanton St Quintin in their Teslas, and Keith Moon will not head over to the local hostelries to blow up the lavatories because he died 45 years ago.
Fearing perhaps the council might cotton on to the fact the audience are extremely unlikely to drive their cars into the nearest swimming pool, the red-trouser people decided then to open up with sustained machinegun fire. Crime. Disorder. Public nuisance. Emergency services. Road safety. Pandora’s box. This was the Middle England playbook, and if they’d stuck to it, they might have got somewhere.
But they got high on their own supply and became silly, saying, “With 11 to 12 hours’ drinking licences, drunks will camp overnight . . . increasing the potential for a major fire incident.”
Right. I see. So this 65-year-old reveller overdoes it on the noon balloons and the Whispering Angel, puts up a tent he’s somehow smuggled into the venue and then, using some of the kindling he’s brought from the wicker basket in his snug, gets a fire going, which, despite the constant rain that goes hand in hand with British summertime concerts, somehow turns into a major Australia-style inferno that completely engulfs three neighbouring villages and ruins the dark skies for miles.
It’s the most preposterous argument I’ve ever heard. There was, once, a fire at an outdoor gig. It was caused by a faulty light on the stage and was quickly extinguished using stamping and a blanket. No one was injured and Bruno Mars was back at the mike eight minutes later. So the fire argument doesn’t wash.
And I’m delighted to say the duke’s local authority saw it for the nonsense it was and gave the gigs the go-ahead. And before you write in saying, “How would you like it if your neighbour invited the Who to perform in his garden?”, I’d say: “I’d like it a lot. Especially if they bring some lasers and do 'Baba O’Riley'.”
I fear, however, that this is not the end of the story, because now “sustainable” has been balanced out by “traffic”, and “empowering” by “light pollution”, the red-trouser brigade is going to become increasingly desperate in its constant battle to keep Britain as it was in 1957.
Mr Sunak announced recently that planners will be encouraged to look favourably on rural schemes, but they’re going to be up against a tub-thumping army that will quickly recognise that the fire argument was a bit of an oxbow lake and will start to argue that the new housing estate for the low-income community will cause a plague of luminous locusts that will spoil the dark sky. Or that it will attract immigrants who all have ebola. And that your longed-for barn conversion is actually a Russian missile silo capable of turning all of Chipping Sodbury into a nuclear desert for the next 10,000 years.
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The Driving website of the Sunday Times has also published a freely accessible interview with Clarkson, on his 30 years at the paper. It's part of a larger feature that also reproduces several old columns.
And here's the Sun column: "Three things bother us in the UK..."
Clarkson's columns are regularly collected as books. You can buy them from his boss or your local bookshop.
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On three decades of cars, controversy, and cow dung at the Sunday Times (May 28)
By Jeremy Clarkson
Thirty years. That’s how long I’ve been writing for The Sunday Times. When I joined the paper, back in 1993, John Major was in power, Neil Kinnock was a fan of Ford Sierras, they were still digging coal out of the ground in Yorkshire and other columnists on the paper included AA Gill, Michael Winner and, not long afterwards, Tara Palmer-Tomkinson.
I’m the only one left now. Still here. Still bashing away at the keyboard. And still feeling like a fraud. I went recently to a party celebrating the newspaper’s 200th birthday and during a film that had been made to commemorate the milestone, I was left reeling at the amount of truly important stories it had broken over the years. And the journalistic colossuses who’d translated these shapeshifting events into readable, punchy prose.
Me? Well, I got a job in journalism — on the Rotherham Advertiser — simply because my grandfather, a doctor, had gone out during an air raid in the Second World War and delivered the editor’s first baby. “I’ve always wanted to pay him back,” he said, “so you start on Monday.”
He sent me on a block release course to learn the tricks of the trade and I was terribly shit at everything. I only managed to pass my 110-word-a-minute shorthand exam by using a two-speed tape recorder and very long hair to cover up the secret earpiece. But while there I did meet a chap from the Harrogate Herald who told me about a great gig. If you could get a motoring column in the newspaper, carmakers would send you a brand-new model every week, fully insured and brimmed with fuel. All you had to do to keep the gravy train running was say how brilliant it was.
So I became a motoring journalist — that’s the profession’s bottom rung, just below being a travel hack. And that was fraudulent too because I had no clue how a car works. Back then my peers and colleagues in the specialist motoring press would talk about gear ratios and steering racks and tread shuffle, and I had literally no clue what they were on about. In my mind you turned the key, witchcraft happened and you moved about. The gearbox? That was pure sorcery.
In some ways this ignorance helped, because if you know how a car works you aren’t all that surprised when it does. With me, I always have a boyish, tinkle-grabbing excitement when I push the throttle pedal and the whole car moves. It excites me. And I don’t think that excitement would be there if I were on some kind of a know-how par with the engineers who’d made it possible.
To get round the problem of not knowing what I was talking about, I wrote mostly about how a car made you look and feel. And that seemed to go down quite well, so pretty soon the gravy train became a foreign junket jus train as carmakers started inviting me to product launches. A lot of product launches. In the mid-Eighties I spent more time in Cannes and Barcelona than I did at home. And all I had to do in exchange for all the private jets and champagne was write a piece saying that the car made me feel and look very nice. And that it would do the same for you too.
At one of these product launches — for the Citroën AX, in case you’re interested — I bumped into a BBC producer who asked me to appear on Top Gear, and pretty soon I was so busy doing that, I didn’t have time to go to Cannes and Barcelona any more. Which meant I had nothing to lose and could say what I liked.
Many of the carmakers didn’t like me saying what I liked, so an association of car industry press officers despatched a chap from Ford called Harry Calton to speak to my bosses. They told him that my directness was bringing more viewers to Top Gear and that this was good for the motor industry. Which in turn was good for Ford. He agreed and pretty soon I was rushing about, refusing to review the Vauxhall Vectra because it was too boring. And likening the new Toyota Corolla to a fridge-freezer. And saying that the Ford Scorpio looked like a slightly melted waxwork model of Marty Feldman.
This brought me to the attention of The Sunday Times, which asked me to do something similar in print. Which is quite an achievement if you think about it. Being asked to write for one of the most prestigious newspapers in the world, on a subject about which I knew nothing.
I couldn’t even drive very well back then. This was a bit of a hindrance, because to write about how a car behaves “at the limit” you have to be able to take it to the limit, and to find out where that is you have to go beyond it, which meant doing some kind of skid. It was my old colleague Tiff Needell who taught me how to do that, at Kemble airfield, in a Lamborghini Murciélago.
I still don’t do it properly. Instead of using power to break traction at the back, which is what the professionals do, I use too much speed. I arrive at the corner far too quickly, lift off the throttle to pitch the weight of the car forwards and therefore reduce traction at the back, and then turn the wheel while rubbing some rosaries. It’s messy and smoky and scary sometimes, especially when you’re doing it three feet from the back of a camera tracking car. But it looked good on television, and it convinced millions of people that I was some kind of cross between Ayrton Senna and Adrian Newey, all wrapped up in a sandwich filled with idiotic metaphors and similes.
Soon The Sunday Times asked me to start writing about other things as well, which is how I ended up with Adrian Gill, in Baghdad, in 2005, reporting on the Iraq War. I was useless at this as well, choosing to use hyperbole instead of actually finding stuff out. “There were a hundred million soldiers” is so much easier than calling the MoD and finding out how many there really were.
I also had a terrible nose for news. Back in the autumn of 2013 — I did look that up — I was in Kyiv doing some kind of Top Gear live show when I received a call from a different editor of The Sunday Times, asking me to go down to Independence Square to see if the protests were as big as he’d been led to believe.
I was thrilled because this was my big chance to be a proper hack, at the pointy tip of a breaking story. So off I went with a notebook and no pen. No journalist ever has a pen. And having talked to the lone policeman and signed autographs for the six rather bored-looking protesters, I called the editor and said the whole Russia/Ukraine thing was a nonstory.
Incredibly, after 30 years on the paper, I’m still here. But will I still be kicking around after 40 years? With cars I think not. I recently borrowed a 2005 Ford GT and, on a beautiful spring evening, I took it from Chipping Norton to Badminton House, along some of the loveliest and quietest and fastest roads that Britain has to offer, and I truly loved it. But in the not too distant future drives like that will simply not be possible. And cars like that will be gone. It’ll all be 20 mph and giving way to cyclists and pulling over for 60 hours to fill up the batteries. And I want no part of that.
I may not know how proper cars work. But at least they interest me. The new breed? I have even less of a clue what makes them move along and I find them all to be more boring than Jane Austen giving a four-hour talk about Chaucer.
When I began doing this columnism lark you could say that the combustion engine was brilliant and that men can’t have babies. These days, though … you can still say those things. It’s just that now people get very angry with you. And I like that because I’ve always liked throwing rocks in ponds. It’s all I’ve ever done, really. Tried to mess things up. It’s been fun.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Does the red trouser mob speak fluent nimby? You better you bet
By Jeremy Clarkson (Sunday Times, May 28)
I have some experience of not getting planning permission, and what I’ve come to understand is this: whether you want to build a conservatory, or a funeral home, or a nuclear power station, you’ve got to get the language right. Sustainable. That’s an important word. Your conservatory may feature window frames made from depleted uranium, but that doesn’t matter if you describe it as sustainable. And mental health. That’s critical. You need a sustainable sun room full of eco-plants because it’s good for your mental health. Plus you will empower the local building trade in a way that will be “transformative” to the low-income “community”.
Sadly, however, no matter how well versed you may be in modern government-speak, you will come up against a neighbour in red trousers who knows the even more powerful language of nimbyism. And he’s going to say that your new conservatory will cause more “pollution”, “traffic” and “noise”. That’s the holy trinity for those who worship at the altar of Laura Ashley. And if that isn’t working, they’ll wheel out the trump card: dark skies. They’ll argue that your new conservatory will cause light pollution, and then, I’m afraid, you’ve had it. Especially if there’s even a suggestion that you might harm a bat.
All of which brings me on to the Duke of Beaufort. He recently applied for permission to stage two summer concerts in the agreeable grounds of Badminton House — the Who and Rod Stewart, in case you’re interested. And I’m sure his representatives used all the right words.
They’ll have glossed over the fact that it’s bloody expensive to run a big house and new income streams are necessary, because that sort of argument doesn’t sit well in a country where anyone with a big house is wrong. That’s the law. So the duke’s advisers will have relegated the business angle to page 12 of the application and concentrated instead on how the sustainable, low-impact, green events will empower the low-income rural community and boost the mental health of the region’s bats.
Sadly, though, the duke’s neighbours are not just well versed in the language of nimbyism. They are fluent — they are past masters — in the art of objecting. So they started by pointing out there’d be increased traffic in the area and that noise would “reverberate” in nearby villages — presumably causing many bat deaths and “mental health issues”.
Naturally, they also said the concertgoers would engage in “rowdy behaviour”, even though it’s the Who and Rod Stewart we’re talking about. Most of the audience will be in their sixties, and when Roger Daltrey sings, “The kids are all right”, they’ll turn to one another and say, “They really are. Henry’s a commodity broker now, and Harriet is doing ever so well at Freuds.” Then, when it’s all over, they’ll go back to Stanton St Quintin in their Teslas, and Keith Moon will not head over to the local hostelries to blow up the lavatories because he died 45 years ago.
Fearing perhaps the council might cotton on to the fact the audience are extremely unlikely to drive their cars into the nearest swimming pool, the red-trouser people decided then to open up with sustained machinegun fire. Crime. Disorder. Public nuisance. Emergency services. Road safety. Pandora’s box. This was the Middle England playbook, and if they’d stuck to it, they might have got somewhere.
But they got high on their own supply and became silly, saying, “With 11 to 12 hours’ drinking licences, drunks will camp overnight . . . increasing the potential for a major fire incident.”
Right. I see. So this 65-year-old reveller overdoes it on the noon balloons and the Whispering Angel, puts up a tent he’s somehow smuggled into the venue and then, using some of the kindling he’s brought from the wicker basket in his snug, gets a fire going, which, despite the constant rain that goes hand in hand with British summertime concerts, somehow turns into a major Australia-style inferno that completely engulfs three neighbouring villages and ruins the dark skies for miles.
It’s the most preposterous argument I’ve ever heard. There was, once, a fire at an outdoor gig. It was caused by a faulty light on the stage and was quickly extinguished using stamping and a blanket. No one was injured and Bruno Mars was back at the mike eight minutes later. So the fire argument doesn’t wash.
And I’m delighted to say the duke’s local authority saw it for the nonsense it was and gave the gigs the go-ahead. And before you write in saying, “How would you like it if your neighbour invited the Who to perform in his garden?”, I’d say: “I’d like it a lot. Especially if they bring some lasers and do 'Baba O’Riley'.”
I fear, however, that this is not the end of the story, because now “sustainable” has been balanced out by “traffic”, and “empowering” by “light pollution”, the red-trouser brigade is going to become increasingly desperate in its constant battle to keep Britain as it was in 1957.
Mr Sunak announced recently that planners will be encouraged to look favourably on rural schemes, but they’re going to be up against a tub-thumping army that will quickly recognise that the fire argument was a bit of an oxbow lake and will start to argue that the new housing estate for the low-income community will cause a plague of luminous locusts that will spoil the dark sky. Or that it will attract immigrants who all have ebola. And that your longed-for barn conversion is actually a Russian missile silo capable of turning all of Chipping Sodbury into a nuclear desert for the next 10,000 years.
________________________________________________________________________________________________________
The Driving website of the Sunday Times has also published a freely accessible interview with Clarkson, on his 30 years at the paper. It's part of a larger feature that also reproduces several old columns.
And here's the Sun column: "Three things bother us in the UK..."
Clarkson's columns are regularly collected as books. You can buy them from his boss or your local bookshop.
2023.05.30 00:48 anathemicapotheosis Empora Vue Gen 2
 | I'm trying to install the Empora Vue Gen 2 but I'm not sure the best way to do this. The way I think my home is wired is an outside main panel with breakers for an outlet, the pool, and a generator. This then goes to a subpanel in the garage on the other side of the wall with the rest of my home. I'd like to ideally include the pool in the overall calculations but that seems like it complicates things. submitted by anathemicapotheosis to homeassistant [link] [comments] What's the best way to wire this badboy? Indoor Panel Outdoor Panel (The main? I think) Short conduit between panels This is my current plan for 16 available connectors https://preview.redd.it/lr66c8h6nu2b1.png?width=367&format=png&auto=webp&s=5422950f52e232c99967d026ffad7de04ba82993 |
2023.05.30 00:34 Frances_P042682 Cleaning on a Budget: Frugal Tips for a Spotless Home
Keeping our homes clean and tidy doesn't have to break the bank. In this post, I'll be sharing some frugal tips and tricks to help you maintain a spotless home while staying within your budget. Let's dive right in!
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- DIY Cleaning Solutions: Instead of splurging on expensive store-bought cleaners, consider making your own cleaning solutions using basic household ingredients like vinegar, baking soda, and lemon juice. They are effective, budget-friendly, and eco-friendly alternatives.
- Repurpose Old T-Shirts and Socks: Don't toss out those old worn-out T-shirts and socks just yet! Cut them up and repurpose them as cleaning rags. They work just as well as store-bought cloths and can be washed and reused.
- Shop Dollar Stores: Dollar stores often have a surprising range of cleaning supplies at affordable prices. Check them out for deals on cleaning brushes, microfiber cloths, and other essentials.
- Embrace Multi-Purpose Cleaners: Instead of buying multiple specialized cleaners, opt for multi-purpose cleaners that can handle various surfaces. It saves money and reduces clutter in your cleaning cupboard.
- Make Your Vacuum Last: Regularly maintain and clean your vacuum to prolong its lifespan. Empty the dustbin or change the bag, clean the filters, and check for any blockages. A well-maintained vacuum will clean more effectively and save you from expensive repairs.
- Borrow or Share Equipment: If you need occasional access to larger cleaning equipment like carpet cleaners or pressure washers, consider borrowing from friends, family, or neighbors. You can also pool resources and share the cost of equipment among a group of friends.
- Prioritize Preventive Measures: To minimize cleaning efforts, focus on preventive measures. Use doormats to trap dirt, establish "no shoes indoors" rules, and place protective coverings on high-traffic areas to prevent stains and damage.
- Optimize Natural Light: Open up your curtains and let the sunlight in! Natural light can help eliminate odors and keep your home feeling fresh and clean. Plus, it's free!
2023.05.30 00:23 TheRadPonseti RADIO BAM EPISODE #117 "KEVIN DOES PCP / NOVAK DOES HEROIN / BAM IS HOSTING THE VH1 AWARDS"
4/30/07
Radio Bam #117
Bam Margera – Brandon ‘Heroin’ Novak – Chad I Ginsberg – Kevin Margera (Phil’s drug addict brother) – Ryan ‘ShitGoose’ Gee – Bill Bill aka youngunz (Kevin’s daughters boyfriend)
- Bam is taking a shit upstairs so Novak and Chad decide to start the show without him and tells the listeners He's making money while taking a shit.
- Bam skipped last week’s episode, so they played the rerun of Bam yelling at ShitGoose for being a shitty friend.
- Bam immediately calls out Novak for being noticeably high off what appears to be heroin again. He doesn't confirm or deny but claims Kevin smoked PCP earlier too.
- Kevin sounds like he is under the influence of something gnarly, YoungGunz has already given Bam an Adderall to snort. He’s covered in piercings and tattoos.
- Kevin has an ongoing feud with his neighbors, which stemmed from parking too close to Kevin’s car and calling the police.
- Then in a separate event, the neighbor's nephew parked in the same spot that makes it difficult for Kevin to get his car out again.
- According to some of the neighbors, the car then backed up and hit a sign/post/pole busting out the taillight and then blamed it on Kevin as an angry neighbor getting even from the first failed police report. This one didn't go in Kevin’s favor either.
- Bam went to Buddy Bill’s second ever amateur boxing match in Wilmington Delaware at the Double Tree hotel. One of the other fighters coaches in a separate match started getting fired up on the side of the ring, enough to draw attention of the local authorities on site.
- The 2 police officers asked him to calm down, but he loudly voiced his disagreement to them staying it's his job to fire up his fighter and yell things at him. According to Bam, the police immediately tazed the coach.
- Which then caused the fans to attack the officers, which in turn resulted in more officers rushing the sidelines to disperse the angry crowd. In the end it caused a riot to happen before Buddy Bills match. Bam blames it all on the Wilmington Delaware police department for instigating the riot.
- There was a recent drug bust in Marcus Hook, Kevin’s hometown, Bam runs to grab the daily local to see how many of the mugshots he knows.
- Novak fell on his face during filming earlier, Bam again accuses Novak of doing heroin and checks the back of his phone to see if he hid his drugs where the battery of the phone is. Nothing's there.
- “You’re an awfully clumsy guy for someone who wants pain pills” Chad’s glorious one liner.
- Bam doesn't care if Novak does heroin, he's angry that his friend is lying to him. Chad and Bam begin to really grill Novak on if he is doing heroin again.
- Bam brings up a recent story on how he was supposed to have a ride from Baltimore to Westchester to film with Bam, but lied twice saying he couldn't find a ride. First with his friend Scott, the second with Mandy the on/off girlfriend.
ARTIC MONKEYS –
- Bam claims to have talked with Novak and Kevin of air and they both admitted to doing drugs today. Novak did in the bathroom of ‘Techa' bar.
- Bam is genuinely curious about what it feels like to do PCP, Kevin tried to explain it the best way he can using words. Why would people choose Downers over Uppers with drugs. Seems like Kevin does cocaine and possibly PCP too.
MARK ZAPPA – BROKEN HEARTS ARE FOR ASSHOLES
- Kevin claims he doesn't do PCP, he believes instead he is mentally ill and needs help. Bam and Novak claims he is fucked up on something but they can't figure out what.
- Kevin claims his neighbors are drilling holes and feeding microphones in his walls to listen to him.
- Kevin's son ‘little Kevin’ is currently in jail fort knocking two men out in two punches. The other day he was supposed to be released but the officers then claimed there was confusion with the paperwork and he had to server another year of jail.
- At Jess Margera’s wedding, little Kevin showed up in sweatpants with his heroin addict girlfriend. Little Kevin then proceeds to pick a fight with someone he thought looked like a cop.
- Bam rambles about the crazy stories involving DuPont family again. Bam decides to buy Novak’s belt.
HOOK ME UP WITH THE SHIT THAT KILLED ELVIS – SCOOTER FEAT. JIMMY POP
- Phil calls in to confirm if this is an old episode Or not because he heard Kevin saying he's on PCP
- Missy accidently pocket dialed Bam so they listen in for a bit, but don't hear anything. Novak almost got arrested for wearing small tight shorts that let his balls hang out on each side of them.
- ShitBirdz is getting drunk again with his ‘AA Lowlife’ girlfriend. They were annoying the hell out of Chad while he was setting his new studio, ‘Studio CIG’, at Bams.
- Bam believes MingHags will be the best thing he has released in 10 years, he thinks it's because he doesn't have a MTV executive telling him what he can or can't film.
- Bam discloses that he's hosting the VH1 awards and they’re paying him $70,000 for 2 hours. They start filming in May, if Bam didn't just void the contact by telling the radio his pay.
- April calls into the show to have Boof confirm her actual weight.
- Fanna pranks YoungGunz by texting him on Bam’s phone that they are filming in New Hope, after traveling there, they realize that everyone's in Westchester.
- Bam has had 7 Washington Apples soo far today and he thought he blacked out when he saw that he sent that message to him. Fanna confesses to pulling off the prank using Bams phone.
TOMCRAFT / JIMMY POP - COME GAY BOY
- YoungGunz did the same Skateboard gap that broke Novak's ankles, Novak has physical therapy starting soon for his ankles.
End of show
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Radio Bam #117
Bam Margera – Brandon ‘Heroin’ Novak – Chad I Ginsberg – Kevin Margera (Phil’s drug addict brother) – Ryan ‘ShitGoose’ Gee – Bill Bill aka youngunz (Kevin’s daughters boyfriend)
- Bam is taking a shit upstairs so Novak and Chad decide to start the show without him and tells the listeners He's making money while taking a shit.
- Bam skipped last week’s episode, so they played the rerun of Bam yelling at ShitGoose for being a shitty friend.
- Bam immediately calls out Novak for being noticeably high off what appears to be heroin again. He doesn't confirm or deny but claims Kevin smoked PCP earlier too.
- Kevin sounds like he is under the influence of something gnarly, YoungGunz has already given Bam an Adderall to snort. He’s covered in piercings and tattoos.
- Kevin has an ongoing feud with his neighbors, which stemmed from parking too close to Kevin’s car and calling the police.
- Then in a separate event, the neighbor's nephew parked in the same spot that makes it difficult for Kevin to get his car out again.
- According to some of the neighbors, the car then backed up and hit a sign/post/pole busting out the taillight and then blamed it on Kevin as an angry neighbor getting even from the first failed police report. This one didn't go in Kevin’s favor either.
- Bam went to Buddy Bill’s second ever amateur boxing match in Wilmington Delaware at the Double Tree hotel. One of the other fighters coaches in a separate match started getting fired up on the side of the ring, enough to draw attention of the local authorities on site.
- The 2 police officers asked him to calm down, but he loudly voiced his disagreement to them staying it's his job to fire up his fighter and yell things at him. According to Bam, the police immediately tazed the coach.
- Which then caused the fans to attack the officers, which in turn resulted in more officers rushing the sidelines to disperse the angry crowd. In the end it caused a riot to happen before Buddy Bills match. Bam blames it all on the Wilmington Delaware police department for instigating the riot.
- There was a recent drug bust in Marcus Hook, Kevin’s hometown, Bam runs to grab the daily local to see how many of the mugshots he knows.
- Novak fell on his face during filming earlier, Bam again accuses Novak of doing heroin and checks the back of his phone to see if he hid his drugs where the battery of the phone is. Nothing's there.
- “You’re an awfully clumsy guy for someone who wants pain pills” Chad’s glorious one liner.
- Bam doesn't care if Novak does heroin, he's angry that his friend is lying to him. Chad and Bam begin to really grill Novak on if he is doing heroin again.
- Bam brings up a recent story on how he was supposed to have a ride from Baltimore to Westchester to film with Bam, but lied twice saying he couldn't find a ride. First with his friend Scott, the second with Mandy the on/off girlfriend.
ARTIC MONKEYS –
- Bam claims to have talked with Novak and Kevin of air and they both admitted to doing drugs today. Novak did in the bathroom of ‘Techa' bar.
- Bam is genuinely curious about what it feels like to do PCP, Kevin tried to explain it the best way he can using words. Why would people choose Downers over Uppers with drugs. Seems like Kevin does cocaine and possibly PCP too.
MARK ZAPPA – BROKEN HEARTS ARE FOR ASSHOLES
- Kevin claims he doesn't do PCP, he believes instead he is mentally ill and needs help. Bam and Novak claims he is fucked up on something but they can't figure out what.
- Kevin claims his neighbors are drilling holes and feeding microphones in his walls to listen to him.
- Kevin's son ‘little Kevin’ is currently in jail fort knocking two men out in two punches. The other day he was supposed to be released but the officers then claimed there was confusion with the paperwork and he had to server another year of jail.
- At Jess Margera’s wedding, little Kevin showed up in sweatpants with his heroin addict girlfriend. Little Kevin then proceeds to pick a fight with someone he thought looked like a cop.
- Bam rambles about the crazy stories involving DuPont family again. Bam decides to buy Novak’s belt.
HOOK ME UP WITH THE SHIT THAT KILLED ELVIS – SCOOTER FEAT. JIMMY POP
- Phil calls in to confirm if this is an old episode Or not because he heard Kevin saying he's on PCP
- Missy accidently pocket dialed Bam so they listen in for a bit, but don't hear anything. Novak almost got arrested for wearing small tight shorts that let his balls hang out on each side of them.
- ShitBirdz is getting drunk again with his ‘AA Lowlife’ girlfriend. They were annoying the hell out of Chad while he was setting his new studio, ‘Studio CIG’, at Bams.
- Bam believes MingHags will be the best thing he has released in 10 years, he thinks it's because he doesn't have a MTV executive telling him what he can or can't film.
- Bam discloses that he's hosting the VH1 awards and they’re paying him $70,000 for 2 hours. They start filming in May, if Bam didn't just void the contact by telling the radio his pay.
- April calls into the show to have Boof confirm her actual weight.
- Fanna pranks YoungGunz by texting him on Bam’s phone that they are filming in New Hope, after traveling there, they realize that everyone's in Westchester.
- Bam has had 7 Washington Apples soo far today and he thought he blacked out when he saw that he sent that message to him. Fanna confesses to pulling off the prank using Bams phone.
TOMCRAFT / JIMMY POP - COME GAY BOY
- YoungGunz did the same Skateboard gap that broke Novak's ankles, Novak has physical therapy starting soon for his ankles.
End of show
2023.05.30 00:19 APater6076 Do not fear, some dates for your diary to look forward to, and, TBH, they're not that far away!
The Fixture list, likely subject to change at the whims of Sky & TNT (BT Sport renamed), will be announced on 16th June. The game has launched prior to this a few times in the past.
The Premier League kicks off on Saturday 12th August, potentially with a Friday game on 11th August depending on Sky's wishes.
Expect Teasers on Twitter regarding pricing of some players to start in June.
The game usually launches around a month before the League starts so will likely launch around the 5th or 6th of July, although having said that, 21/22 was 51 days early.
Some big team friendlies have already been confirmed as well:
Arsenal 19 July v MLS All-Stars (Washington DC) 22 July v Man Utd (New York) 26 July v Barcelona (Los Angeles)
Aston Villa PL Summer Series 23 July v Newcastle (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Fulham (Exploria Stadium) 30 July v Brentford (FedExField)
Brentford PL Summer Series 23 July v Fulham (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Brighton (Mercedes-Benz Stadium) 30 July v Aston Villa (FedExField)
Brighton & Hove Albion PL Summer Series 22 July v Chelsea (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Brentford (Mercedes-Benz Stadium) 28 July v Newcastle (Red Bull Arena)
Chelsea 19 July v Wrexham (North Carolina) 2 August v Dortmund (Chicago)
PL Summer Series 22 July v Brighton (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Newcastle (Mercedes-Benz Stadium) 30 July v Fulham (FedExField)
Crystal Palace 26 July v Millonarios (Chicago) 30 July v Sevilla (Detroit)
Fulham PL Summer Series 23 July v Brentford (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Aston Villa (Exploria Stadium) 30 July v Chelsea (FedExField)
Liverpool 30 July v Leicester (Singapore) Details 2 August v Bayern Munich (Singapore)
Man City 23 July v Yokohama F Marinos (Tokyo) 26 July v Bayern Munich (Tokyo) 30 July v Atletico Madrid (Seoul)
Man Utd 12 July v Leeds (Oslo) Details 19 July v Lyon (Edinburgh) 22 July v Arsenal (New York) 25 July v Wrexham (San Diego) 26 July v Real Madrid (Houston) 30 July v Dortmund (Las Vegas)
Newcastle (Likely more to be confirmed) 18 July v Rangers (Ibrox Stadium)
PL Summer Series 23 July v Aston Villa (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Chelsea (Mercedes-Benz Stadium) 28 July v Brighton (Red Bull Arena)
Spurs 18 July v West Ham (Perth) 23 July v Leicester (Bangkok) 26 July v Roma (Singapore)
West Ham 15 July v Perth Glory (Perth) 18 July v Spurs (Perth)
Wolves 26 July v Celtic (Suwon) 29 July v Roma (Incheon) 5 August v Stade Rennais (Molineux)
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The Premier League kicks off on Saturday 12th August, potentially with a Friday game on 11th August depending on Sky's wishes.
Expect Teasers on Twitter regarding pricing of some players to start in June.
The game usually launches around a month before the League starts so will likely launch around the 5th or 6th of July, although having said that, 21/22 was 51 days early.
Some big team friendlies have already been confirmed as well:
Arsenal 19 July v MLS All-Stars (Washington DC) 22 July v Man Utd (New York) 26 July v Barcelona (Los Angeles)
Aston Villa PL Summer Series 23 July v Newcastle (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Fulham (Exploria Stadium) 30 July v Brentford (FedExField)
Brentford PL Summer Series 23 July v Fulham (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Brighton (Mercedes-Benz Stadium) 30 July v Aston Villa (FedExField)
Brighton & Hove Albion PL Summer Series 22 July v Chelsea (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Brentford (Mercedes-Benz Stadium) 28 July v Newcastle (Red Bull Arena)
Chelsea 19 July v Wrexham (North Carolina) 2 August v Dortmund (Chicago)
PL Summer Series 22 July v Brighton (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Newcastle (Mercedes-Benz Stadium) 30 July v Fulham (FedExField)
Crystal Palace 26 July v Millonarios (Chicago) 30 July v Sevilla (Detroit)
Fulham PL Summer Series 23 July v Brentford (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Aston Villa (Exploria Stadium) 30 July v Chelsea (FedExField)
Liverpool 30 July v Leicester (Singapore) Details 2 August v Bayern Munich (Singapore)
Man City 23 July v Yokohama F Marinos (Tokyo) 26 July v Bayern Munich (Tokyo) 30 July v Atletico Madrid (Seoul)
Man Utd 12 July v Leeds (Oslo) Details 19 July v Lyon (Edinburgh) 22 July v Arsenal (New York) 25 July v Wrexham (San Diego) 26 July v Real Madrid (Houston) 30 July v Dortmund (Las Vegas)
Newcastle (Likely more to be confirmed) 18 July v Rangers (Ibrox Stadium)
PL Summer Series 23 July v Aston Villa (Lincoln Financial Field) 26 July v Chelsea (Mercedes-Benz Stadium) 28 July v Brighton (Red Bull Arena)
Spurs 18 July v West Ham (Perth) 23 July v Leicester (Bangkok) 26 July v Roma (Singapore)
West Ham 15 July v Perth Glory (Perth) 18 July v Spurs (Perth)
Wolves 26 July v Celtic (Suwon) 29 July v Roma (Incheon) 5 August v Stade Rennais (Molineux)
2023.05.29 23:49 anclough62 Taking the family to the zoo this summer. Looking for recommendations for hotels with the best pools.
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2023.05.29 23:43 BallerGuitarer Assuming you could afford it comfortably, would you live in one of those new large luxury apartment complexes?
Right now I live in a medium size apartment complex with none of those luxury amenities, but I have the opportunity to move to one of the larger luxury complexes with pool, gym, grills, small patio, study space (all things I don't have currently). Rent would go up from $3500 to $4400 and the size of the apartment unit is similar.
My major reservation is I feel like I'm herded into this building with so many other people. The hallways make it feel like more like a hotel than a home.
Just wanted to know what peoples' own thoughts on these types of places were?
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My major reservation is I feel like I'm herded into this building with so many other people. The hallways make it feel like more like a hotel than a home.
Just wanted to know what peoples' own thoughts on these types of places were?
2023.05.29 23:26 AnastasiaNo70 First dose! 1.4 grams
I’m a 52 year old woman. I’ve been researching everything about psilocybin that I can for 8 months. I have a friend who microdoses and grows his own, so I got 3 g of dried shrooms from him.
I approached it very respectfully with a little ritual before taking it. I wasn’t looking for just a woo-hoo-I’m trippin balls experience, but was looking at it as therapeutic. Possibly spiritual.
1.4 g didn’t produce any psychedelic effects for me, BUT I felt amazingly calm and serene. I was contemplative.
I’m normally a serious, anxious person, but with the psilocybin, I could watch my anxious thoughts pop up and then just…float away. And I was even kind of playful, which isn’t me, but I wish it was.
Soundtrack: Mulatu Astatke, New York-Addis-London: The Story of Ethio-Jazz, 1965-1975. The entire album. It’s amazing.
Setting: outside, in my pool. Sunny beautiful day—massive cumulonimbus clouds to stare at. Lots of greenery and flowers, waterfalls.
My trip sitter was my husband, but once we knew I wasn’t going to be having a heavy experience, he went indoors for a bit. Then came out and swam with me a bit.
Notable thoughts: I thought about getting some nibblies and perhaps some champagne, but then I heard in my head, “You’re fine. You don’t need anything.”
During the only part that was just a tiny bit trippy, I could “see” that when I opened me arms, little butterflies came out of my heart. It made me feel like I bring happiness to others.
Edit: wanted to add—even though I’ve worked hard to make our home an oasis of relaxation (3 acres in the country, pool, hot tub, huge covered patio, gardens and flowers everywhere—this is over the course of years!), I rarely ever just spend an entire day enjoying the relaxing aspects of our home. Maybe for an hour at most. Then I think if something I should be doing. (I should’ve been a farmer’s wife.) And I always wish I could just truly do nothing all day. Welp, shrooms allow me to do that!
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I approached it very respectfully with a little ritual before taking it. I wasn’t looking for just a woo-hoo-I’m trippin balls experience, but was looking at it as therapeutic. Possibly spiritual.
1.4 g didn’t produce any psychedelic effects for me, BUT I felt amazingly calm and serene. I was contemplative.
I’m normally a serious, anxious person, but with the psilocybin, I could watch my anxious thoughts pop up and then just…float away. And I was even kind of playful, which isn’t me, but I wish it was.
Soundtrack: Mulatu Astatke, New York-Addis-London: The Story of Ethio-Jazz, 1965-1975. The entire album. It’s amazing.
Setting: outside, in my pool. Sunny beautiful day—massive cumulonimbus clouds to stare at. Lots of greenery and flowers, waterfalls.
My trip sitter was my husband, but once we knew I wasn’t going to be having a heavy experience, he went indoors for a bit. Then came out and swam with me a bit.
Notable thoughts: I thought about getting some nibblies and perhaps some champagne, but then I heard in my head, “You’re fine. You don’t need anything.”
During the only part that was just a tiny bit trippy, I could “see” that when I opened me arms, little butterflies came out of my heart. It made me feel like I bring happiness to others.
Edit: wanted to add—even though I’ve worked hard to make our home an oasis of relaxation (3 acres in the country, pool, hot tub, huge covered patio, gardens and flowers everywhere—this is over the course of years!), I rarely ever just spend an entire day enjoying the relaxing aspects of our home. Maybe for an hour at most. Then I think if something I should be doing. (I should’ve been a farmer’s wife.) And I always wish I could just truly do nothing all day. Welp, shrooms allow me to do that!
2023.05.29 23:20 DarkLordJurasus USAgent and the USAvengers #18- Passover Special
USAgent and the USAvengers
Volume 4: HealingPassover Special
Written by: u/DarkLordJurasus
Edited by: u/PresidentWerewolf
I look out at the highway, the sound of the radio blending into the noise of cars on asphalt. Up ahead is a sign for a rest stop in half a mile. For a moment, I debate not saying anything, merely shifting my aching leg to try letting it straighten and allow the car to continue forward. Walter is stressed enough as is; being trapped in New Jersey traffic will only make it worse.
I grab ahold of the front seat passenger chair, and attempt to shift my body to a more leaning position. I get one leg up before letting out a moan. Pain blossoms through my oblique muscles as I stop.
Hearing me, Walter asks, “Are you okay?”
Shifting back into the sitting position, I wave him off, “Yea, yea. I’m fine. Healing just sucks. Can we possibly stop soon? I need to stand up and walk off my soreness.”
Doug gives a curt nod, quickly putting on his right blinker to change lanes. Walter doesn’t immediately respond. For a moment, he is quiet, and then he says, “Listen, if you aren’t feeling up to the trip, it's okay. There is a Passover Seder hosted by a synagogue near our base, I can go there for the holidays.”
I quickly reply, “No, I’m fine. We calculated the time for a lot of stops and the doctor said as long as I walk around every hour to hour and a half, I should be fine.”
Trying to lighten the mood, Doug added on, “Yea. I was promised a chance to try your mom’s homemade macaroons. You aren’t taking that away from me.”
All Walter replied with was a hesitant, “Okay.”
It’s strange, Walter’s response. Well, his hesitation in general is weird. Is he worried to see his parents again? It would be the first time he saw them since becoming Stingray, but that isn’t it. His hesitation mostly comes around Doug and me coming. It can’t be him trying to keep us away from his Jewish identity. He’s the one who invited us, and he had never been shy about discussing his beliefs before.
I try to brush the thought from my mind. I don’t want to push Walter. If he is feeling so uncomfortable now, any attempt to figure out what he is thinking will only lead to him getting defensive. Instead, I just let it go, pretending I haven’t noticed his weird behavior, and listen to the news.
In business news, earlier today Tinkerer Technologies announced their initiative to begin making technology that will help protect private citizens from superhuman threats. This corresponded with a press statement by company founder Phineas Mason.
In the statement, Phineas wrote, “Tinkerer Technologies is not trying to disparage the technology being created on behest of the US government in regards to the danger superhumans may pose. It must be remembered that Tinkerer Technologies were the main industry working with the government on the USAvengers project and had a direct hand in both the Detroit Steel armor and the Modern American Initiative. The problem is, Sentinels and the USAvengers can only be part of the solution. A situation with a superhuman can turn volatile in a moment. We’ve seen this with both dangerous, violent criminals and innocents who lost control of their powers. As such, it is imperative that the average citizen has the tools to neutralize deadly situations as they wait for the police, a Sentinel, or the USAvengers to arrive.”
Walter turns off the radio at this, his back straight as a pencil. At the same time, he begins to pull into the parking lot of the rest stop. He parks the car in silence, the fact he turned off the radio not mentioned by anyone in the car. We all know why. The wording was polite, but the message behind Phineas’ words are clear: mutants are dangerous and should be feared.
As the car stops, Doug clears his throat and says, “I’m going inside to the bathroom and to grab an Iced Tea for the road. Anyone want anything?”
Walter responds, “I’m good.”
Doug merely looks at Walter for a moment, I can’t see his eyes, but I can only guess he was looking him over, worried about Walter’s behavior. After a moment, Doug nods and turns back to me, “You want anything?”
“Sure,” I reply, “Grab me a coffee.”
Getting out of the car, Doug double checks, “Two milk, one Splenda?”
I hum in the affirmative. Doug closes the door to the car and begins to walk towards the rest stop.
I move to leave the car myself, my hand unclasping the seatbelt from its holder. Taking a deep breath, Walter says, “Wait…I…we need to talk before you get out.”
I’m silent, unsure what to say or do in this situation. I’m worried, what’s going on? Why is Walter so nervous?
Walter’s hands drift from the steering wheel to his side, limp. “Two days ago my mom called me. Originally we thought my grandpa wasn’t coming to Passover. For as long as I knew him, he always flew to Israel for Passover specifically and celebrated the holiday with his sister’s family. Earlier last week his sister’s daughter called him to cancel. It seems that one of my cousins just had a preemie and Passover took a backseat as they are dealing with the surprise of having the child early.”
“Why is this a bad thing?” I ask.
Walter sighs, “It’s not, I love my grandpa, he’s great, he’s just, well he is so far liberal that we used to joke Bernie Sanders went to him for policy ideas. When I told him I wanted to go to a military college, he spent over a year trying to convince me otherwise. He even offered to pay for all 4 years of my college out of his own pocket just to stop me.”
Understanding sinks in; his grandfather is not going to like me, not in the slightest. The only thing I can say in response is, “Oh.”
Walter looks down, “Yea. He is probably going to challenge you. Mom said he promised to not make a scene, but to him, anything short of not punching you like he is Captain America punching Hitler is not making a scene.”
“Do you not want me to go?” I ask, trying to keep the nervousness out of my voice. I know Walter is still wary of me due to my usage of the M-slur, not that I could blame him. If I was him, I would have dropped me as a friend as soon as I got out of a coma. I don’t want to cause conflict, and I would understand if Walter doesn’t feel comfortable with me there, all things considered, but it would still hurt. I can currently only count three people as my friends, and with how badly I screwed up my friendship with Lemar, I hate the idea that my friendship with Walter is also irreparable.
“No.” Doug says quickly, almost too quickly, “It’s not like that. It’s just, I know you are planning to go to group therapy with Lemar to work out your issues, and I don’t want you to be placed into a situation where a stranger confronts you over your actions before you're ready for it. If you don’t feel up to being interrogated, then I can easily turn this car around and we can claim the flu or some other bullshit.”
I think about what Walter said. He’s not entirely wrong. While I know what I said is wrong, and I know that it was derogatory and discriminatory, I also know that I haven’t done enough to fix the issue. I’ve thought about that day often, my mind replaying the events over and over, but I haven’t verbalized much of it to others. I can play out the words I will say when questioned on it, but that means nothing when emotions run high. Wasn’t it during high emotions that I showed my true colors in the first place?
My hand is shaking, from my emotions or from the lack of movement, I’m not quite sure. I don’t think I can do this, I barely was coherent enough to discuss it with my friends, how can I try speaking about it in front of others? Would I try explaining it after I apologize, to further go into how I am trying to work harder in the future to change, or would that be considered justifying the behavior? For a moment, the thought of turning the car around sounds like the right choice. Walter is right, I’m not ready for a confrontation, I don’t think I’ll ever be ready.
And yet, I also know turning the car around is impossible. Ignoring how selfish it would be to Walter, the fact of the matter is that I can’t keep running from the backlash. I can’t keep pretending that the real world consequences to my actions will avoid me. I have to face the music.
“I want to go.” I manage to gasp out in a whisper. Instantly, I feel better and I feel worse. It feels like a weight has been lifted, like I’m no longer testing fate or Odin or anyone else who might exist, but at the same time, a new tension builds anticipation. This is not going to be fun, but it’s something I need to do.
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Two days later, the three of us arrive at Walter’s parents’ house dressed up. Even from the other side of the door, I can easily hear the noises of children yelling and oven alarms going off. On my head is a yarmulke, a small brown cap. Walter did tell Doug and me that it was okay for us not to wear it, but if I’m being invited to celebrate someone’s culture and religion, I want to be as respectful as possible while doing so.
Walter knocks on the door and a young woman comes to the door. She looks younger than Walter, maybe in her mid to late thirties. She wears a dark blue dress with a silver Star of David necklace. Seeing David, she hugs him. “It’s good to see you. Mom was terrified when you disappeared and then showed up as a superhero.”
Blushing a bit, Walter responds, “You know I would have told you guys if I could.”
The girl smiles softly. “I know that, but try telling that to mom.”
Walter stops for a moment, his body freezing. “Fuck,” he says before running inside, calling for his mother.
Seeing Doug’s and my confusion, the girl explains, “There’s no more powerful force than a Jewish mother’s guilt, and for the stunt you guys pulled, well Walter is going to be reminded of that fact.”
Awkwardly I nod, my hands almost trapped at my side. It’s hard enough for me to lie to Lemar about why I disappeared for months on end; I didn’t even think of how hard it was for Walter to lie to his family.
Doug, either recovering from the awkwardness first or not having felt it in the first place, holds out his hand, “Hi, I’m Doug.”
Shaking his hand, the woman replies, “Detroit Steel right?” Not waiting for a response, she continues, “I’m Alli.”
My mind instantly clicks. This is Walter’s younger sister, the one who is a Social Studies teacher in Pennsylvania. Holding out my own hand, I say, “I’m John.”
Alli’s smile gets slightly tighter, her lips paling from tension, “Welcome to our house.” She turns around and quickly gestures for us to get inside. The fact she didn’t shake my hand isn’t lost on me, but if passive-aggressiveness is the worst of my treatment tonight, well, it would be more than I deserve.
Walking inside, we are on a small wooden platform, a single step to the left required to get to the downstairs, a staircase in front of us exiting into the living room. A young kid runs by and runs over my foot. I let out a small gasp as pain reverberates up my leg. I lean harder on my cane.
“Baruch Lavie Melamed! Apologize this instant.”
The young boy stops and stares at me. I feel tears welling in my eyes from the pain, but I try my best to keep my face clean. “Sorry for running over your foot.”
Trying to keep the pain from bleeding into my voice, I respond, “It’s fine.”
My voice must not have been as nonchalant as I hoped as both Alli and Baruch stay still for a moment before Alli nods and says, “Go back to playing.”
The kid's mouth splits in half with a smile and he runs off. Alli turns to me, her expression changed to one much softer, “Are you okay?”
I close my eyes for a minute, my leg pulsating. Opening them again, I wave her off, “Yea, barely even felt it.”
It’s obvious she does not believe me, her eyes frozen on my hunched over form. I mentally hold my breath; I don’t want her to come and help. I don’t need the pity, I can’t handle the pity. I’m goddamn USAgent, if she has to pity someone, I can show her hundreds of people who need it more. I’d rather she treat me with the disdained indifference of before, it's what I deserve after all.
Doug comes to my rescue, grabbing ahold of my elbow and saying, “It’s fine, I’m used to carrying his dead weight.” He says it with a slight chuckle, one that is so forced, it almost sounded like a cough.
Alli nods and begins to walk up the stairs. I go to follow, but Doug doesn’t move. In my ear, he whispers, “Listen, if you can’t handle this, we can go. I’ll drive you back to the hotel and pick up Walter later.”
I whisper back, “I’m good.”
Doug nods and begins to help me up the stairs, “Please don’t push yourself. The last thing we need is for you to backtrack.”
I give my own nod, wondering if Doug meant physically or mentally backtracking.
—-----------------------
An hour later, we are all gathered around a large table, prayer books in hand, as Walter and his family chant Hebrew and English. My book is open, and I attempt to make the same sounds coming out of everyone else’s mouths, but my heart isn’t in it. I’m too busy looking at the table through the corner of my eyes.
Once again, I have to wonder: how selfish am I truly? I knew Walter had a big family, unlike Doug and myself, but I never truly thought of how much he had to give up for the USAvengers. Sure, being in the military requires sacrifices, but the USAvengers is more. How many secrets has he had to keep from his loved ones? How does he feel knowing they can be at risk due to his role as government hero?
Glancing around the table, my eyes freeze at an older man. He wears a full black suit with a dark blue yarmulke and a white scarf like object that Alli told me earlier was a tallit. His eyes meet mine, the dark brown pupils dilating, the same glare he has been giving me all night reappearing.
I learned that he is the grandpa, Benjamin Newell, and while silent towards me, his disgust is extremely evident. I don’t fault him though. Walter explained to me last night that his brother and parents died in the Holocaust, and that since then, his grandfather has fought against injustice and bigotry.
I attempt to stare down at the book, but it is too late as Benjamin clears his throat, his eyes never leaving mine.
The prayer, I believe it is called the Four Questions, is stopped as everyone turns to look at him. He closes his book and puts it down, his movement demanding a presence.
“Well,” he says slowly, spit pooling in the corners of the mouth, “I’m done ignoring the elephant in the room.”
Walter’s mom, Leia Newell, is quick to admonish her father, but he cuts her off, “No. If one breaks bread with a Nazi, they are a Nazi. I’m not breaking matzah with a bigot, especially not during a sacred holiday.”
I nod my head, “I understand that.” All the desire I had to explain or justify myself disappears immediately as I realize how wrong it would be to do so here. This isn’t a family dinner, this is a holiday, and I, an outsider, am harming it by making others uncomfortable. There are times and places to make a stand, but today is not one of them.
I turn to Leia and say, “Thank you for inviting me.”
I grab my cane and Doug gets up, supporting me by my elbow. Benjamin scoffs, “Look at him, another bigot who can’t deal with conflict. Go back to hurting the innocent.”
Walter gets up also, his chair scratching against the wooden floor, “I knew this was a bad idea. I knew that you wouldn’t give John a chance to show that he is working to be better. I just thought you would do it before or after we eat, not ruin dinner in the process.”
Benjamin laughs, “I’m sorry Walter, I know he is your friend, and I respect that, but cut the crap about him trying to be better. If he was trying, he would stop sullying the legacy of Captain America and quit. Captain America was a man who had the first segregated battalion. Captain America came and prayed at synagogues all throughout the country in protest when America forced Jewish refugees back to Germany. Your friend runs when someone points out his bigotry.”
I stop walking and turn around, the movement so fast that my cane hits my leg in the process. I’m tired of being compared to Steve fucking Rogers, the man with the goddamn plan. I’m tired of seeing him in my dreams, admonishing me, I’m tired of living in his shadows.
“You’re right.” I say, my eyes meeting his, “I’m not Captain America, there will never be another Captain America. I’m not the perfect representation of the dream of an united America, I’m a flawed human being.”
“So quit.” Benjamin replies.
This time I laugh, a bitter taste on my tongue, “You think that will fix anything? The USAvengers project is too expensive to fail, and I can assure you, the next guy will be much worse to supers than I can ever dream of being. Kelly’s support and power has only grown since the Power Broker appeared, and there is no chance in hell that he won’t be picking the next USAgent. At least I’m trying to get past my biases and prejudices, I can assure you the next guy won’t put in the same effort.”
“If you are trying to be better, why run with your tail behind your legs? Explain that, talk to us, running is for cowards who can’t take living in the real world.”
Looking down, I say, “I was trying to not ruin your dinner.”
Benjamin responds, “Well, according to this one,” he points his finger at Walter, “I already did so, so you might as well explain yourself.”
I nod and say, “I’m scared. Mutants, superhumans, they can do things no one else can, and I wouldn’t be able to stop them. I’d be defenseless, and that terrifies me. I know logically it is unfair, that very few superhumans are powerful enough to kill others with no effort, and out of that small population, even fewer are violent, but the heart often doesn’t listen to the mind. I was at ground zero for Ultron, and I saw the strength and brutality of both superhumans, and the foes they fight, and despite my military training, I was unable to do anything.”
Benjamin opens his mouth to respond, but I continue, “Me saying a slur, it was a long time coming, I just refused to see it. I hid my fear of supers, refusing to talk about the Avengers or vigilantes like Spider-Man before I became USAgent. I told myself this was due to my anger at not being helped during the Ultron Incident, and that was definitely part of it, but that fear was there all along. Then I became USAgent, I thought my fear would disappear, I would be able to defend myself and others, but then the dinosaurs attacked New York. I almost died on three occasions, and yet I saw the supers I fought with kill and slaughter the dinosaurs like they were tissue paper. I was already close to a panic attack upon realizing my friends were probably turned into dinosaurs, but the realization, that despite everything, I’m still too weak to protect myself and those I care about, well it broke me, and a disgusting and dark part of myself, a part of myself I hope I never see again, came out.”
Benjamin eyes me up and down before saying, “Fear does not justify bigotry.”
“I know.” I respond softly.
He continues, “What you did is despicable.”
“I agree.” I say.
He leans forward, “Most people don’t get second chances, and very few deserve a third chance. Do you understand that?”
I shake my head, “I do. I won’t let you, or my friends down.”
Sitting back in his seat, he smiles, “Well then, sit down, the soup is getting cold and I want to eat before midnight.”
2023.05.29 23:18 Joadzilla America’s debt-ceiling deal means it should now avoid Armageddon
But a battle looms in the coming days to get it through Congress
https://www.economist.com/united-states/2023/05/28/americas-debt-ceiling-deal-means-it-should-now-avoid-armageddon
Even in a sharply divided Washington, DC, politics-as-usual sometimes works. America has a history of debt-ceiling drama, staring into the abyss of a government default before reaching a deal at the last minute. This time, too, the familiar pattern has repeated itself. Intense negotiations went down to the wire. But President Joe Biden and Kevin McCarthy, the Republican speaker of the House of Representatives, resolved the final points of an agreement in a phone call on the evening of May 27th.
Some feared that this time would be different. Such is the depth of the partisan divide in Washington nowadays, and so ardent the radicalism of the extremists in both camps, the worry was that a compromise might prove elusive. Republicans were demanding budget cuts on a scale—equivalent to about 25% in real terms—that was unacceptable to Democrats.
Yet the looming deadline concentrated minds as usual. The “X-date”, when the country might be unable to pay its bills unless Congress raised or suspended the debt ceiling of $31.4trn, was fast approaching. Although Janet Yellen, the treasury secretary, had on May 26th moved back her estimate of the X-date from June 1st to June 5th, time was running short to reach a deal and get it through both chambers of Congress. The consequences of a debt default, the first in America’s modern history, would be dire: the shock from disruption in the biggest sovereign-debt market, accounting for about one-third of the global total and underpinning pricing in financial markets everywhere, threatened to reverberate through every economy around the world. The gravity of the situation led Mr Biden to cut short his trip to Asia after the G7 summit, and prompted desperate speculation about whether there might be hitherto untested ways around a crisis, for example by invoking the 14th Amendment, in effect declaring the debt ceiling unconstitutional.
So the breakthrough achieved on May 27th came as a relief. The deal, if it gets through Congress, will suspend the debt ceiling for two years. That conveniently puts off any future debt-limit drama to beyond the presidential elections of 2024. There will be limits on some government programs over those two years, meaning non-defense spending will be flat in the 2024 fiscal year instead of growing, though the cuts will be far less swingeing than Republicans originally wanted.
Details of the deal were due to be released on May 28th. It reportedly includes new work requirements and time limits for some people on food stamps and some other safety-net programs (though there will be exceptions for homeless people and veterans, and Mr Biden resisted any new work requirements for Medicaid, the health-insurance program for the poor). Among the more contentious spending cuts, the Internal Revenue Service will get $10bn less than previously planned to enforce tax-collection. The agreement includes some modest provisions aimed at helping speed up environmental reviews of energy projects, a sensitive issue for progressive Democrats, though Republicans are not alone in complaining that such projects too often get bogged down by problems of permits. But military spending, and spending on veterans’ care, will still grow. And the White House has resisted any unwinding of Mr Biden’s landmark laws, such as the clean-energy investments under the Inflation Reduction Act.
An effort to sell the deal has begun on both sides. Mr McCarthy said it would bring “historic reductions in spending” and “rein in government overreach”. For his part, Mr Biden said: “The agreement represents a compromise, which means not everyone gets what they want.”
A measure of that compromise is that it has already produced noisy disgruntlement among radicals on both sides. For the Republicans, the House Freedom Caucus is said to be exploring ways to make the bill more radical. On the Democratic side, progressives are complaining that it goes too far.
Such discontent means that the deal’s journey through Congress will be bumpy. The clock is still ticking. The House is in recess but will return to consider the deal on Wednesday.
Albeit grumpily, and despite opponents on both sides, the deal seems likely to win approval, with support from Democrats and Republicans who are unwilling to push America (and world markets) over the brink. Any celebration at such an outcome should be tempered by the fact that the two-year horizon of the debt-ceiling suspension almost guarantees that you can pencil in renewed fears of debt Armageddon in 2025. But for now, at least, the center in America has held.
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https://www.economist.com/united-states/2023/05/28/americas-debt-ceiling-deal-means-it-should-now-avoid-armageddon
Even in a sharply divided Washington, DC, politics-as-usual sometimes works. America has a history of debt-ceiling drama, staring into the abyss of a government default before reaching a deal at the last minute. This time, too, the familiar pattern has repeated itself. Intense negotiations went down to the wire. But President Joe Biden and Kevin McCarthy, the Republican speaker of the House of Representatives, resolved the final points of an agreement in a phone call on the evening of May 27th.
Some feared that this time would be different. Such is the depth of the partisan divide in Washington nowadays, and so ardent the radicalism of the extremists in both camps, the worry was that a compromise might prove elusive. Republicans were demanding budget cuts on a scale—equivalent to about 25% in real terms—that was unacceptable to Democrats.
Yet the looming deadline concentrated minds as usual. The “X-date”, when the country might be unable to pay its bills unless Congress raised or suspended the debt ceiling of $31.4trn, was fast approaching. Although Janet Yellen, the treasury secretary, had on May 26th moved back her estimate of the X-date from June 1st to June 5th, time was running short to reach a deal and get it through both chambers of Congress. The consequences of a debt default, the first in America’s modern history, would be dire: the shock from disruption in the biggest sovereign-debt market, accounting for about one-third of the global total and underpinning pricing in financial markets everywhere, threatened to reverberate through every economy around the world. The gravity of the situation led Mr Biden to cut short his trip to Asia after the G7 summit, and prompted desperate speculation about whether there might be hitherto untested ways around a crisis, for example by invoking the 14th Amendment, in effect declaring the debt ceiling unconstitutional.
So the breakthrough achieved on May 27th came as a relief. The deal, if it gets through Congress, will suspend the debt ceiling for two years. That conveniently puts off any future debt-limit drama to beyond the presidential elections of 2024. There will be limits on some government programs over those two years, meaning non-defense spending will be flat in the 2024 fiscal year instead of growing, though the cuts will be far less swingeing than Republicans originally wanted.
Details of the deal were due to be released on May 28th. It reportedly includes new work requirements and time limits for some people on food stamps and some other safety-net programs (though there will be exceptions for homeless people and veterans, and Mr Biden resisted any new work requirements for Medicaid, the health-insurance program for the poor). Among the more contentious spending cuts, the Internal Revenue Service will get $10bn less than previously planned to enforce tax-collection. The agreement includes some modest provisions aimed at helping speed up environmental reviews of energy projects, a sensitive issue for progressive Democrats, though Republicans are not alone in complaining that such projects too often get bogged down by problems of permits. But military spending, and spending on veterans’ care, will still grow. And the White House has resisted any unwinding of Mr Biden’s landmark laws, such as the clean-energy investments under the Inflation Reduction Act.
An effort to sell the deal has begun on both sides. Mr McCarthy said it would bring “historic reductions in spending” and “rein in government overreach”. For his part, Mr Biden said: “The agreement represents a compromise, which means not everyone gets what they want.”
A measure of that compromise is that it has already produced noisy disgruntlement among radicals on both sides. For the Republicans, the House Freedom Caucus is said to be exploring ways to make the bill more radical. On the Democratic side, progressives are complaining that it goes too far.
Such discontent means that the deal’s journey through Congress will be bumpy. The clock is still ticking. The House is in recess but will return to consider the deal on Wednesday.
Albeit grumpily, and despite opponents on both sides, the deal seems likely to win approval, with support from Democrats and Republicans who are unwilling to push America (and world markets) over the brink. Any celebration at such an outcome should be tempered by the fact that the two-year horizon of the debt-ceiling suspension almost guarantees that you can pencil in renewed fears of debt Armageddon in 2025. But for now, at least, the center in America has held.
2023.05.29 23:11 MrMassacrer 23 [M4F] VA/USA - An Optimistic Post
Okay, full disclosure: I'm awful at writing these. I'm just gonna take my best shot to describe who I am and what I'm looking for, but I'm definitely better at conversations than bios.
I'll start with a little about myself. I'm 23 and recently moved near the DC area to start my first job (in AI research) out of college. This came with way more responsibilities than I was ready for, but I've finally got a half decent grasp of being an "adult". Thus, I figured it's about time I take the next step in my life and try to meet someone special to share it with. Physically, I'm 5'8 with an average build and dark brown hair. In terms of hobbies, I absolutely love playing board games. In fact, I attend a board game club three times a week and have a fairly sizable collection. For anyone familiar (or interested in) hobby board gaming, my personal favorites are Lisboa and Ark Nova. Besides board games, I also play video games, go hiking, and travel whenever I get the opportunity. In fact, I'm writing this post from a hotel room in Portugal. Lastly, I really enjoy reading comics and watching movies or TV shows. I have aphantasia which means I can't visualize anything in my mind's eye, so these mediums are pretty much a necessity for me to appreciate stories. Lastly, to avoid any future dealbreakers, I'll also add that I drink only socially, never smoke, am apolitical and agnostic, and am fully vaccinated.
Okay that might have been more writing about myself than I've done in my whole life. So let's switch topics and talk about you. Firstly, you're very great to have made it this far into my wall of text! Additionally, I definitely prefer people somewhat local to my area, but I'm open to meeting people from anywhere in the US. I'm not picky about physical appearance, but I definitely want someone who either shares or is open to exploring my interests and hobbies. Lastly, my love language is quality time, so I'm interested in someone who wants to hang out together somewhat often.
If you're still reading, please don't hesitate to reach out via DM or chat. If you're struggling to start the conversation (like I was with this post) send over three unique facts about you. I'll even sweeten the pot and reply with pet pictures for each one!
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I'll start with a little about myself. I'm 23 and recently moved near the DC area to start my first job (in AI research) out of college. This came with way more responsibilities than I was ready for, but I've finally got a half decent grasp of being an "adult". Thus, I figured it's about time I take the next step in my life and try to meet someone special to share it with. Physically, I'm 5'8 with an average build and dark brown hair. In terms of hobbies, I absolutely love playing board games. In fact, I attend a board game club three times a week and have a fairly sizable collection. For anyone familiar (or interested in) hobby board gaming, my personal favorites are Lisboa and Ark Nova. Besides board games, I also play video games, go hiking, and travel whenever I get the opportunity. In fact, I'm writing this post from a hotel room in Portugal. Lastly, I really enjoy reading comics and watching movies or TV shows. I have aphantasia which means I can't visualize anything in my mind's eye, so these mediums are pretty much a necessity for me to appreciate stories. Lastly, to avoid any future dealbreakers, I'll also add that I drink only socially, never smoke, am apolitical and agnostic, and am fully vaccinated.
Okay that might have been more writing about myself than I've done in my whole life. So let's switch topics and talk about you. Firstly, you're very great to have made it this far into my wall of text! Additionally, I definitely prefer people somewhat local to my area, but I'm open to meeting people from anywhere in the US. I'm not picky about physical appearance, but I definitely want someone who either shares or is open to exploring my interests and hobbies. Lastly, my love language is quality time, so I'm interested in someone who wants to hang out together somewhat often.
If you're still reading, please don't hesitate to reach out via DM or chat. If you're struggling to start the conversation (like I was with this post) send over three unique facts about you. I'll even sweeten the pot and reply with pet pictures for each one!
2023.05.29 23:10 MrMassacrer 23 [M4F] VA/USA - An Optimistic Post
Okay, full disclosure: I'm awful at writing these. I'm just gonna take my best shot to describe who I am and what I'm looking for, but I'm definitely better at conversations than bios.
I'll start with a little about myself. I'm 23 and recently moved near the DC area to start my first job (in AI research) out of college. This came with way more responsibilities than I was ready for, but I've finally got a half decent grasp of being an "adult". Thus, I figured it's about time I take the next step in my life and try to meet someone special to share it with. Physically, I'm 5'8 with an average build and dark brown hair. In terms of hobbies, I absolutely love playing board games. In fact, I attend a board game club three times a week and have a fairly sizable collection. For anyone familiar (or interested in) hobby board gaming, my personal favorites are Lisboa and Ark Nova. Besides board games, I also play video games, go hiking, and travel whenever I get the opportunity. In fact, I'm writing this post from a hotel room in Portugal. Lastly, I really enjoy reading comics and watching movies or TV shows. I have aphantasia which means I can't visualize anything in my mind's eye, so these mediums are pretty much a necessity for me to appreciate stories. Lastly, to avoid any future dealbreakers, I'll also add that I drink only socially, never smoke, am apolitical and agnostic, and am fully vaccinated.
Okay that might have been more writing about myself than I've done in my whole life. So let's switch topics and talk about you. Firstly, you're very great to have made it this far into my wall of text! Additionally, I definitely prefer people somewhat local to my area, but I'm open to meeting people from anywhere in the US. I'm not picky about physical appearance, but I definitely want someone who either shares or is open to exploring my interests and hobbies. Lastly, my love language is quality time, so I'm interested in someone who wants to hang out together somewhat often.
If you're still reading, please don't hesitate to reach out via DM or chat. If you're struggling to start the conversation (like I was with this post) send over three unique facts about you. I'll even sweeten the pot and reply with pet pictures for each one!
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I'll start with a little about myself. I'm 23 and recently moved near the DC area to start my first job (in AI research) out of college. This came with way more responsibilities than I was ready for, but I've finally got a half decent grasp of being an "adult". Thus, I figured it's about time I take the next step in my life and try to meet someone special to share it with. Physically, I'm 5'8 with an average build and dark brown hair. In terms of hobbies, I absolutely love playing board games. In fact, I attend a board game club three times a week and have a fairly sizable collection. For anyone familiar (or interested in) hobby board gaming, my personal favorites are Lisboa and Ark Nova. Besides board games, I also play video games, go hiking, and travel whenever I get the opportunity. In fact, I'm writing this post from a hotel room in Portugal. Lastly, I really enjoy reading comics and watching movies or TV shows. I have aphantasia which means I can't visualize anything in my mind's eye, so these mediums are pretty much a necessity for me to appreciate stories. Lastly, to avoid any future dealbreakers, I'll also add that I drink only socially, never smoke, am apolitical and agnostic, and am fully vaccinated.
Okay that might have been more writing about myself than I've done in my whole life. So let's switch topics and talk about you. Firstly, you're very great to have made it this far into my wall of text! Additionally, I definitely prefer people somewhat local to my area, but I'm open to meeting people from anywhere in the US. I'm not picky about physical appearance, but I definitely want someone who either shares or is open to exploring my interests and hobbies. Lastly, my love language is quality time, so I'm interested in someone who wants to hang out together somewhat often.
If you're still reading, please don't hesitate to reach out via DM or chat. If you're struggling to start the conversation (like I was with this post) send over three unique facts about you. I'll even sweeten the pot and reply with pet pictures for each one!
2023.05.29 22:58 potionforharlequin Looking for roommate (Crystal City)
1 bedroom available in a 2 bed/2 bath apartment starting 6/15 for $1100 a month plus wifi and utilities (utilities and wifi usually come out to about $150 a month).
My current roommate is moving into her own place so I’m looking for a new roommate to renew my lease with! The apartment is 1000 sq ft and you’d have your own bedroom and bathroom. The lease is for 12 months and I have two cats so you’d have to be pet friendly (they stay primarily in my room).
The apartment has central aiheat and an in unit washer and dryer. The apartment building is a block from the Crystal City metro and has a pool, gym, and parking garage. Grocery stores, restaurants, shops, and the metro are all within walking distance!
A bit about me! Im a 25 year old training analyst primarily working from home. I love music, reading, gaming, traveling, and animals! I graduated from Catholic University in 2020 so I’ve been in the DC area for about 7 years now.
If you have any questions or are interested in the room, feel free to send me a dm!
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My current roommate is moving into her own place so I’m looking for a new roommate to renew my lease with! The apartment is 1000 sq ft and you’d have your own bedroom and bathroom. The lease is for 12 months and I have two cats so you’d have to be pet friendly (they stay primarily in my room).
The apartment has central aiheat and an in unit washer and dryer. The apartment building is a block from the Crystal City metro and has a pool, gym, and parking garage. Grocery stores, restaurants, shops, and the metro are all within walking distance!
A bit about me! Im a 25 year old training analyst primarily working from home. I love music, reading, gaming, traveling, and animals! I graduated from Catholic University in 2020 so I’ve been in the DC area for about 7 years now.
If you have any questions or are interested in the room, feel free to send me a dm!
2023.05.29 22:54 potionforharlequin Looking for a roommate! (Crystal City area)
1 bedroom available in a 2 bed/2 bath apartment starting 6/15 for $1100 a month plus wifi and utilities (utilities and wifi usually come out to about $150 a month).
My current roommate is moving into her own place so I’m looking for a new roommate to renew my lease with! The apartment is 1000 sq ft and you’d have your own bedroom and bathroom. The lease is for 12 months and I have two cats so you’d have to be pet friendly (they stay primarily in my room).
The apartment has central aiheat and an in unit washer and dryer. The apartment building is a block from the Crystal City metro and has a pool, gym, and parking garage. Grocery stores, restaurants, shops, and the metro are all within walking distance!
A bit about me! Im a 25 year old training analyst primarily working from home. I love music, reading, gaming, traveling, and animals! I graduated from Catholic University in 2020 so I’ve been in the DC area for about 7 years now.
If you have any questions or are interested in the room, feel free to send me a dm!
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My current roommate is moving into her own place so I’m looking for a new roommate to renew my lease with! The apartment is 1000 sq ft and you’d have your own bedroom and bathroom. The lease is for 12 months and I have two cats so you’d have to be pet friendly (they stay primarily in my room).
The apartment has central aiheat and an in unit washer and dryer. The apartment building is a block from the Crystal City metro and has a pool, gym, and parking garage. Grocery stores, restaurants, shops, and the metro are all within walking distance!
A bit about me! Im a 25 year old training analyst primarily working from home. I love music, reading, gaming, traveling, and animals! I graduated from Catholic University in 2020 so I’ve been in the DC area for about 7 years now.
If you have any questions or are interested in the room, feel free to send me a dm!