In the beginning, there was the Word.
I found myself cackling at this little interesting history lesson and tour of the tunnels beneath the streets of downtown Tulsa, my hometown. Apparently Waite Phillips, the founder of Phillips 66, was too scared even to walk the streets in front of his own buildings due to what the rich perceived as a rash of […]
Back in the 1970s, people loved hunting and shooting at targets just as much as they do now. But no one needed to have a slew of semi-automatic weapons, and no one thought that sensible gun regulations would ever endanger their right to own a gun, because it never has.
Big hairy beasts like the mammoth were keeping the cycle of life in check by promoting the right kinds of grasslands, as well as allowing cool air to get in under the snow and keep the ice pack icy. So their ecological footprint was a carbon neutral one, despite the methane.
“I insisted that our Cause could not expect me to become a nun and that the movement should not be turned into a cloister. If it meant that, I did not want it. I want freedom, the right to self-expression, everybody’s right to beautiful, radiant things.”
Dante is comparing our boys to the most violent, blasphemous things you can think of and saying, “Nope, these guys are eviler! They’re worse than cannibals who eat babies while dressed as priests saying the Lord’s Prayer backwards.”
Hannibal’s combination of subterfuge, technological innovation, expert planning and even using animal psychology to trick the elephants by making them think that rafts were a land bridge make me feel pretty humbled that I couldn’t even manage to have my cabinet stocked with cereal this morning.
For while he was still a young man, as it seems, Caesar had been intimate with Servilia, who was madly in love with him, and he had some grounds for believing that Brutus, who was born at about the time when her passion was in full blaze, was his own son.
If you don’t enjoy seeing giant cocks explain to you why the Screamers and Buzzcocks are in the same sticky stream of history as Ma Rainey and Lesley Gore and Schubert and Little Richard … then you are not fucking punk rock.