From the “bad ads” department over at MockPaperScissors, and presented without comment;
quotes of note
"“Yes, reason has been a part of organized religion, ever since two nudists took dietary advice from a talking snake.”
— Jon Stewart..
"God is playing a comic to an audience that's afraid to laugh."
“Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.”
— Voltaire..
"What happens when we're dead? The irony is that all our questions will be answered after we die. We spend our whole life trying to figure out the truth and the only way we'll find out what it is, is to get hit by a bus. And the only comfort that religion offers is that God is driving that bus."
— John Ryman, "When Galaxies Collide"..
“Knock, And He'll open the door
Vanish, And He'll make you shine like the sun
Fall, And He'll raise you to the heavens
Become nothing, And He'll turn you into everything.”
—Rumi.under the hood
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“Pickaniny” as an adjective? God, that is revolting! It’s worse than revolting, it’s anathema.
It would be nice breath a sigh of relief that we’re past this sort of thing now, but i just got back from my walk to the grocery store, and say a gollywog type garden ornament statue in someone’s garden. Couldn’t believe it.
“the whole face indicates perfect happiness”
Well, who wouldn’t be, snug inside a watermelon with a ‘nursing bottle’* and a diaper?
*this means vodka, right?
Times change. Fifty plus years ago children were innocently introduced to everything from thrift to playing the piano in ways shocking to us today.
The entire construction makes me want to weep: the weirdly coordinated modifiers…
I think I can top you all. My son in law refers to the President, as Massa!
We had one of those moneyboxes at home (my granny’s) when I was a kid. I once found it tucked away in a drawer. It was very heavy, I remember. I’ve no idea where it came from or what happened to it.