Childless Cat Ladies

Some nice morning music!

In a small town in the old west, a lone and weary gunfighter enters a saloon. As he walks through the room surrounded by the people of the town, a voice begins narrating the scene, telling us exactly who this gunfighter is. But unlike every classic western to use the narrator trope, the characters in this film can hear the voice. This omniscient narrator quickly begins divulging the deepest, darkest secrets of the people in the saloon. He exposes infidelity, homosexuality, prejudice and even a bit of bestiality. As the story unfolds it becomes evident that the voice is a bloodthirsty bastard that wants nothing more than to see the people of the town kill each other in a needless gunfight.

THE GUARDIAN: As a former IDF soldier and historian of genocide, I was deeply disturbed by my recent visit to Israel

As a former IDF soldier and historian of genocide, I was deeply disturbed by my recent visit to Israel
The long read: This summer, one of my lectures was protested by far-right students. Their rhetoric brought to mind some of the darkest moments of 20th-century history – and overlapped with mainstream Israeli views to a shocking degree

Read in The Guardian: https://apple.news/AF98As83GQEqfj1y677Z–A

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Best Wishes and Hugs,Scottie

For those of us who grew up on Sesame Street.

Please hit the link for a great song by one of my favorite singers… who we will soon, unfortunately lose. There is a bit of peace and a removal of all my adult worries when I hear that song, even if for just a moment.

I hit planet earth just a bit before Bert and Ernie, Big Bird and Mr. Snuffleupagus. Just. And while my street didn’t look anything like Sesame Street, I was welcome there.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=deebKNI-dTE&list=RDdeebKNI-dTE&index=2

There in the midst of the Vietnam War lived this street where good things and some scary things happened, but at the end of the hour it was all alright. There was a world where little boys and girls lived safe lives, no one got hurt, no one was afraid, and no one ever cried alone. One day I grew up and left Sesame Street, thinking I was too old, too mature. Never would I have considered just how much I miss that quiet little community just waiting for me there on Channel 11.

Thank you Jim Henson.

Hugs all. Randy

Something different

I’ve linked it here before, but not since I started posting. It’s called “Cover Snark,” done by the Smart Bitches, Trashy Books writers. It’s sooo funny, and there is eye candy for most, as well. The Smart Ones are good people. Enjoy.

Cover Snark: A Whole Host of Textures

Calvin

C’mon-we all at least wanted to drink pop this way when we were young. Heck, I have days I’d like to do it now! Not to mention the joy of being a hummingbird-enjoy.