I found quite a while ago that YouTube was more than politics and old music. You may have to do a bit of digging but it is worth you while to search it out. Here are a few things I have found that are fascinating from the beginning of film.
Here is one I found that is the first kiss ever recorded on film from 1896.
And here is Annie Oakley putting on a shooting demonstration.
One more for now is the first recorded film of Alice In Wonderland (1903). Remember that film making was just in it’s infancy so don’t expect a lot of special effects and such. This one is 9 and 1/2 minutes long but is well worth watching.
Your mission now is to see what other film clips you can find. Here is a hint: there is one of the Wright Brothers.
Over the years I didn’t give much thought to PTSD. I didn’t realize that soldiers comeing home from battle brought with them emotional baggage that was embedded deep in their subconscious and it kept resurfacing to create an emotional hole in their lives.
Now I wasn’t a ground soldier with a rifle etc but my job in the US Air Force was to load bombs on the B-52s that flew missions over Viet Nam. I have never been a very brave or aggressive person and I don’t like the idea that I may have hurt or killed someone but the odds are that some of the bombs I loaded did just that and that thought keeps resurfacing over and over in my mind.
My thoughts that keep resurfacing helped me to understand how bad the PTSD that the ground soldiers get was. I didn’t see the destruction first hand and I never had to see the face of those that may have been hurt and I didn’t have people shooting at me and those around me.
So please pray for those veterans that have the tough kind of PTSD and treat them with love and respect.
This past year I realized that my country and the world it is in is hitting rock bottom of the morality scale. The violence and anger and screaming and protests so that people don’t have to hear anyone with an opinion that differs from theirs. And not to forget this latest assault on our humanity: Abortion up until the moment of birth and the House not passing a bill to give aid to those children who are born alive during an abortion. Out country has become evil and needs to have a big religious revival. I myself don’t go to church like I once did so I am part of the problem.
I think that electing Trump was a big step in the right direction but there are so many people that vote for the candidates that are from the party of evil – the party that booed God – the party that voted for late term abortion.
On a personal level other than voting I don’t know what I as an individual can do to help our nation.
Lately I have the pleasure of holding my great grand daughter Jane and looking at how perfect and beautiful she is. She was born a little over 2 months premature at 3 pounds. Now she is over 10 pounds and I love love love her. It makes me mad and angry that our NY lawmakers want to allow abortions at full term. These are children and this is murder.
Plus what is the next step since we know that these sick activists are never happy and once they have one thing they automatically start thinking of what they want to do next and then the next step and the next step etc.
Saw a link to this article in my E-Mail this morning and had to share it with everyone. It may sound silly at first but read it and you will see the many truths in it. So without further ado here it is.
Liberal Elites Are Even Ruining Hamburgers And They Must Be Stopped
Liberals can’t be happy with simply ruining the lives of decent conservatives for cheap political gain. They have to ruin hamburgers, too.
The burger is the ultimate Normal food, and horrible liberal elitists are trying to screw it up with lame alternative burgers because they are terrible.
Let me be clear, to quote an awful ex-president: Nothing I write here is open to debate. I’m turning the epistemic closure thing back on the libs. It is impossible to disagree with my ground beef rantings, and if you do, you are racist, sexist, and a burgerphobic cisdinner hate criminal of hatred.
Let’s clarify something else. Hamburgers are the King of American Casual Food. You can eat it in a bar, you can eat it in a car. Just don’t eat it in some trendy coastal eatery because they’ll screw it all up and you’ll end up dreaming of a Big Mac.
Sloppy Joes are gross. They are burgers’ ne’er-do-well little brother, 35 and living in the basement nursing emotional damage because mom liked burgers better. And who wouldn’t? Sloppy Joes are orangey muck plopped onto a bun. They provide none of the firm but juicy consistency, or the satisfying interplay of extras and condiments, that make the burger nature’s perfect food. They are mere goo and are unworthy of a proud and free people.
Naturally, artisanal Sloppy Joes are probably about to become a thing.
Even the name is unappetizing, unless you are Obama. My kid says hot dogs are really tacos because of the bread V, and he makes a good point. Except tacos are tasty and hot dogs are awful.
Eat a burger, like a man, damnit. And don’t be a Fredocon and whine about how the bun has gluten.
Millennial elitist dorks are all about screwing up burgers. “Gourmet” burgers, they call them. But they are a sad simulacrum of true burgers, and a crime against nature. The menus of those precious gastropubs that spring up in the gentrified blue coastal urban centers are loaded with “specialty burgers” with cutesy names and inane combinations of ingredients. It’s sad. Unable to create anything of value, these goateed hipster monsters can only pervert and deform that which is pure and beautiful. A burger is simple goodness. And, as they do with everything else, liberals screw them up.
A burger requires, at the threshold, good meat. There lies the first problem. This meat must come from a cow. But many of these dorks will try to create a sort of patty from something else, like (shiver) vegan pea protein. Note that peas are terrible, and only by putting them on a burger in place of a beef patty can these offensive soft green nuts be made worse.
But the elite can even screw up meat. Somewhere along the line, maybe when the waygu craze started, they decided that soft, tasteless beef with the consistency of wet newspaper was the bomb. You get an $18 burger (I live in LA – air costs $1 a breath) with this fancy meat, and it’s like mush. Why is it so hard to make “good meat” actually good?
But it’s artisanal, which means overpriced and bad. “Oh, the cow was grass fed and massaged and hugged and it’s favorite band was Styx,” they’ll say, like I want to be friends with the damn Dinner Horse. I want to eat it, and I want it to taste like beef. But fancy elitist liberal beef doesn’t taste like beef. It tastes like ruined dreams and the Deep Thoughts of Kamala Harris.
Beef. Normal beef. You can fry it on the grill or cook it over a flame – see, I totally embrace diversity – but it can’t be some weird mushpatty. Not if you want a burger instead of some pathetic charade on a bun.
The bun. I’m open minded. You can do the traditional sesame seed style, or a potato roll. If you want to get kinky, throw it on rye for a patty melt. I will even accept a ciabatta in some cases. But a pretzel bun? What the hell is that?
Stop doing horrible things just to try to freak out the squares.
Cheese. Some of you eat burgers without cheese for reasons I cannot fathom. This is wrong and you are wrong. But worse than putting no cheese on your burger is putting the wrong cheese on your burger, thereby making it a wrong burger.
American cheese is the quintessential burger cheese, and the name probably explains why liberals hate it. Cheddar is acceptable. Bleu cheese? That’s borderline – sure, I’ve tried it, but who hasn’t gone through an experimental phase?
Swiss? Gross. Provolone? What’s wrong with you? Gruyere? Now you’re just screwing with us.
Things to put on burgers break down into condiments and other stuff. Optional condiments include mustard and mayonnaise. Not Miracle Whip. I am not even sure what that is. Also, no Sriracha, no guacamole, no BBQ sauce. Mandatory condiments are ketchup and more ketchup. One of a hamburger’s key roles is to serve as a ketchup delivery system. There’s this one trendy place in LA that will remain nameless and patronless that serves this weird tomato fruit roll-up it calls a “ketchup leather.” They got the leather part right. The burger, which hipster doofuses rave about, tastes like an old shoe.
Special sauce aka thousand island dressing aka ketchup + mayonnaise is an acceptable alternative to ketchup. Note that “ketchup” does not include “catsup” or grody Whole Foods/Trader Joe’s “organic” ketchup. The only good ketchup is mass-produced stuff you buy in a regular supermarket where they don’t sell kale.
Other stuff. Bacon? Not my scene but I won’t judge. Lettuce? Eh? Take it or leave it. Tomatoes? Yes. Pickles? Yes. Onions? Yes, grilled, fresh, or – if you are awesome – both. But nothing weird. No “tomato jam” or “onion chow-chow.”
It’s not hard. Don’t be weird for the sake of being weird and you’ll have a decent burger. Start messing with something that works and you get Obamacare.
Look. They’ve taken Hollywood. They’ve taken the media. They’ve taken the college campuses. And they’ve messed them all up. We can’t give up burgers, too.
My upcoming book Militant Normals: How Regular Americans Are Rebelling Against the Elite to Reclaim Our Democracy contains no burger recipes, because normal people don’t need burger recipes. Normals take meat, throw it on a grill, put it on a bun, put some stuff on it, and eat it like the heroes they are.
And liberals? They screw up everything they touch. The arts. Academia. Dinner.
So, confirm your normality by rejecting burger mutations. And confirm Kavanaugh, too.