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Posts by Aaron Morey

Washington crossing the street

Washington crossing the street

Washington crossing the street

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I've never seen this addressed in writing, but the parallels seem obvious

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I just listened to The Rest is History's series on Samuel Johnson, who I hadn't previously known much about. I wonder to what extent Chesterton purposely styled himself as a modern-day Johnson.

Physically enormous, wit, polymath, moralist, social activist, his generation's leading man of letters

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The boys are sword fighting in the other room:

8: "You have nothing to give me"

5: "I have my weapon"

They're inventing fealty

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NASA’s Artemis II Crew Comes Home (Official Broadcast) YouTube video by NASA

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Astronauts are coming down!

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Before I read the caption my brain went "What's going on with John Mayer?"

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An internet search at the time suggested the odds were 1 in several million

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#BoringFunFact One time I parked a couple of spots down from a car that had the same keyfob code as me. I clicked to lock, that car beeped too. I clicked to unlock, that car made the "chunk"noise of the locks opening.

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description from Huntington library:

"A lithograph printed on heavy paper. Satirical "death certificate" issued for the Southern Confederacy. Mourning border, each line in different typeface, with: Died, Near the South-Side Rail Road, / on Sunday, April 9th, 1865, / The Southern Confederacy, / Aged Four Years, / Conceived in Sin, Born in iniquity, Nurtured by Tyranny, Died of / a Chronic Attack of Punch. / Abraham Lincoln, Attending Physician. / U.S. Grant, Undertaker. / Jeff Davis, Chief Mourner. Below in smaller print an epitaph that ends with: And this one line shall grace your grave-- / Your death gave freedom to the slave."

https://hdl.huntington.org/digital/collection/p16003coll6/id/5033

description from Huntington library: "A lithograph printed on heavy paper. Satirical "death certificate" issued for the Southern Confederacy. Mourning border, each line in different typeface, with: Died, Near the South-Side Rail Road, / on Sunday, April 9th, 1865, / The Southern Confederacy, / Aged Four Years, / Conceived in Sin, Born in iniquity, Nurtured by Tyranny, Died of / a Chronic Attack of Punch. / Abraham Lincoln, Attending Physician. / U.S. Grant, Undertaker. / Jeff Davis, Chief Mourner. Below in smaller print an epitaph that ends with: And this one line shall grace your grave-- / Your death gave freedom to the slave." https://hdl.huntington.org/digital/collection/p16003coll6/id/5033

to all who celebrate...

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It's not called Tinyhorseskill

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I think maybe I code switch depending on who I'm talking to

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I definitely say some of log, dog, et al. with a short o, and hog/jog like hawg/jawg. But others are so in-between that both sound right. I'm not sure which I would say if I weren't thinking about it

40s, M., Wisconsin, but grew up with family all over the Midwest.

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I was delighted when I realized the tone of The English Understand Wool was her own voice. Peevish, believes she's the smartest person in the room, but probably really is. I don't think I would want to be her or be friends with her, but what a character

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On Substack? Or does she have a different blog?

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Not so infallible now, are we???

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Someone please find his March Madness brackets. I want to know how often I've beaten him

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It's so funny having a Sports Guy as pope. For 30 years we lived within 100 miles of each other, watching the same Bears games and Baseball Tonight updates

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Now we're well pre-reformation, so probably at least early middle ages before Catholicism wasn't nearly universal in Europe.

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Everyone from JPII onward have been Catholic from birth. Then 500+ years of Italians (I would assume all born Catholic). Adrian VI (born 1459) was the last non-Italian before that.

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It's been a month and I don't think I've seen one actually sell. I wonder what would happen if I offered $15

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Someone should tell them there's an upper midwest too 😢

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Feels like a bad election cycle, and bad day in particular, to be perceived as a Trump rubber stamp candidate

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Only 50% of the votes are in, but the library referendum is winning 64/36. 🥲

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I think this is the first time I've ever noted that they made a superhero movie starring the guy from Chuck, with Lucy Liu and Helen Mirren way down the cast list.

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Jonah: I’ll go all the way to Spain. There’s no way the God of Jacob will find me in Spain

God, reaching through ten billion galaxies, past novas and quasars: get whaled lol

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Four days before he died, Pope Francis spent Holy Thursday with inmates at Regina Coeli prison in Rome.

In his final will, he left his entire life savings to help the prisoners reintegrate into society after their release.

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"In West Sacramento born and raised,
Relocation plan is how I spent my days,
maxin, relaxin, slashing payroll,
Laughing at fans chanting 'just sell bro

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It's gotta be Obama, right?

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4. NONES
What we know to be not possible, Though time after time foretold By wild hermits, by shaman and sybil Gibbering in their trances,
Or revealed to a child in some chance rhyme
Like will and kill, comes to pass Before we realize it: we are surprised At the ease and speed of our deed And uneasy: It is barely three, Mid-afternoon, yet the blood Of our sacrifice is already
Dry on the grass; we are not prepared
For silence so sudden and so soon;
The day is too hot, too bright, too still, Too ever, the dead remains too nothing.
What shall we do till nightfall?

WH Auden

4. NONES What we know to be not possible, Though time after time foretold By wild hermits, by shaman and sybil Gibbering in their trances, Or revealed to a child in some chance rhyme Like will and kill, comes to pass Before we realize it: we are surprised At the ease and speed of our deed And uneasy: It is barely three, Mid-afternoon, yet the blood Of our sacrifice is already Dry on the grass; we are not prepared For silence so sudden and so soon; The day is too hot, too bright, too still, Too ever, the dead remains too nothing. What shall we do till nightfall? WH Auden

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