A gorgeous young redhead goes into the doctor’s
office and said that her body hurt wherever she touched it.
“Impossible!” says the doctor. “Show me.”
The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left shoulder and screamed, she pushed her
elbow and screamed even
more. She pushed her knee and screamed;
likewise she pushed her ankle and screamed.
Everywhere she touched made her scream.
The doctor said, “You’re not really a redhead, are you?”
“Well, no,” she said, “I’m actually a blonde.”
“I thought so,” the doctor said, “Your finger is broken.”
… of records that I bought at Frank’s store in Hampton. Frank and his wife Debbie buy contents of abandoned storage units. and sell them at their store on mainstreet. This is real recycling/repurposing, not some front for self righteous academics.
I saw this pile of records and it looked like it was put there just for me, although soul music is just one of many genres I appreciate. Like bluegrass or country (before gentrification), soul music reflects struggle and has emotion that makes it essential to understanding human history. These blacks from this era were true perfectionists in their art and the perfection did not get in the way of the feeling.
Let’s get real about decisions and facts. We are seeing increased social problems associated with anti-social distancing. And this is directly caused by media seeking ad revenue through increased viewers because of boredom and the closure of most economic and social activity.
That is the cost. Here is evidence that the crisis is unnecessary (linked from https://beyondthesleep.tumblr.com/page/2):
First he produces stuff that would never exist without coerced funding from taxpayers. Then he refuses to keep his factory closed, thumbing his nose at the establishment.
Gotta love the guy!