If you’re in need of ‘faith in humanity: restored’ news, a duck suddenly appeared on a remote island in the Pacific and no one’s sure how he even made it (the closest landmass, New Zealand, is about 1700 miles away) but, like, the entire population is now devoted to the duck’s wellbeing and that’s the first duck they’ve ever seen so they named him and Googled what he eats (not bread!) and built him an artificial pond and now ‘there are concerns he might be lonely’, so there’s talk of importing other ducks to keep him company and yeah, the world is still batshit insane but isn’t this the sweetest thing?
I’ve never had any particular interest in military rations. But, I somehow ran across this guy’s channel a while back, and it’s oddly fascinating.
He just takes such an enthusiastic and positive approach, and seems to enjoy what he’s doing so much.
Plus, it’s not everyday that most people would get to see somebody nomming on a $320 box of WWII-vintage candy for a detailed taste review. (And this doesn’t even look that frightening compared to some of the other items he has put in his mouth on camera.)
A few highlights:
“Yeah, that’s a really old peanut. I’m going to eat this anyway…Oh, the peanut IS rancid, whoops!…That’s definitely the oldest peanut I’ve ever eaten.” [elderly candy-coated peanut munching intensifies]
“I can’t help myself, I’m going to eat it all. I’m gonna savor it. Oh wait–eh, I’ll just eat it anyway…I need some water”
“It’s so unusual. It tastes like the smell of a school library mixed with like, again, some kind of fruit, cheap chocolate, and something that’s just adding an almost creamy coating on your tongue…I can’t stop eating them, though. Wow.”
Admin Didi here, it is rare I feel the need to add anything to a submission, but this is a dead alien on a grandma couch and it is quite possibly the shiftiest thing to come across my inbox in the 5 years I’ve been running this shitshow. Carry on.
1600s: most witch-hunts ended in this century. no witches were burned in North America; they were hanged or in one case pressed to death
1700s: the American Revolution. Marie Antoinette. the French Revolution. the crazy King George. most pirate movies
1800-1830: Jane Austen! Pride and Prejudice! those dresses where the waist is right under one’s boobs and men have a crapton of facial hair inside high collars
1830-1900: Victorian. Les Miserables is at the beginning, the Civil War is in the middle, and Dracula is at the end
1900-1920: Edwardian. Titanic, World War I, the Samantha books from American Girl, Art Nouveau
1920s: Great Gatsby. Jazz Age. Flappers and all that. most people get this right but IT IS NOT VICTORIAN. STUFF FROM THIS ERA IS NOT VICTORIAN. DO NOT CALL IT VICTORIAN OR LIST IT ON EBAY AS VICTORIAN. THAT HAPPENS SURPRISINGLY OFTEN GIVEN HOW STAGGERING THE VISUAL DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ERAS IS. also not 100 years ago yet, glamour.com “100 years of X” videos. you’re lazy, glamour.com. you’re lazy and I demand my late Edwardian styles
I just saw people referencing witch burning and Marie Antoinette on a post about something happening in 1878. 1878. when there were like trains and flush toilets and early plastic and stuff. if you guys learn nothing else about history, you should at least have vague mental images for each era
“Les Miserables is at the beginning, the Civil War is in the middle, and Dracula is at the end” sounds like the longest weirdest worst movie I’d pay to see in theatres five times.
me: Ma’am, please understand. I’m not emotionally involved in the situation.
They have signs on the bread slicers and produce scales at Whole Foods now, informing you that you may want to avoid using them if you’d like to maintain the “organic integrity” of the food.
According to the Associated Press, the Word of Faith Fellowship recruits young members from two affiliated churches in Brazil to come to the U.S. on tourist and student visas where they are put to work on the church’s 35-acre compound in Spindale for no pay.
One man, identified as Andre Oliveira, told the AP that he was forced to work 15 hours a day, usually for no pay, cleaning offices and warehouses owned by the evangelical church. He well also forced to work at private businesses owned by some of the church’s ministers. Olivera stated that failure to comply resulted in beatings and shaming from the pulpit.
“They kept us as slaves,” Oliveira explained. “We were expendable. We meant nothing to them. Nothing. How can you do that to people — claim you love them and then beat them in the name of God?
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