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I enjoy lots of things. “Aih, ready.”

[link @andrew_link]

@250YearsAgoLive Patriot. Moses.

[Derek T. Muller @derektmuller]

Cincinnatus.

George Washington.

Freddy.

[1776 Live @250YearsAgoLive]

British forces launch a full assault on Fort Sullivan, South Carolina.

The position does not fall as quickly as they would have pleased; British cannon fire bounces off the Patriot Fort, which is constructed of palmetto logs.

The British bullets cut down the militia flag, and young Patriot Sergeant William Jasper races to the pole and raises it under withering fire.

Meanwhile, American fire does substantial damage to Royal Navy ships.

Although 2,200 British troops and nine ships attacked a fort with only 400 militia inside, just 12 Patriots are killed for the loss of 91 British and severe damage to their ships.

They do not take the Fort and they are compelled to retreat.

[link @andrew_link]

@wodensege @LutheranAnswers Lewis addresses this in Perelandra. Humanity’s redemption may be a square and who are we to say that redemption for other fallen species, if they exist, would not be a line or a cube, metaphorically.

[link @andrew_link]

It brings me great to joy to hear the frogs singing after the rain NC has so dearly desired.

[American History Central @AHC1776]

The effort to bring back the American Chestnut needs more recognition.

[litquidity @litcapital]

Who is gonna tell him????

[link @andrew_link]

@RepDebDingell Give me back my money, Deb

[link @andrew_link]

@OldStirling Been there. Head up and soldier on. Tough to see some people only love you as far as they agree with you

[Atlas Press @realAtlasPress]

Ernest Hemingway, what all good books have in common

[Electra @Electrarythm]

Fyodor Dostoevsky

[link @andrew_link]

@BreannaMorello @BuffaloRon

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

At an American baseball game, a stranger will throw his arms around you the instant your side scores.

I did not know this. So when the ball sailed over the wall and the man beside me seized me in both arms and lifted me off my feet, I understood only one thing.

We had sworn an oath.

In my country, men embrace like this once, perhaps, in a lifetime, on a battlefield, agreeing to die for the same lord. This man had done it over a ball, with mustard on his shirt, and he did not even know my name.

But an embrace is an embrace. The oath was struck. We were now brothers, bound to the same banner, whatever banner that was.

A lesser man would have stepped back.

I did not.

I turned to him with the full weight of what we had become. "I will not forget this," I said. He shouted "LET'S GOOOO" directly into my face, which I took as the war cry of our new house.

Then our side scored again.

He seized me again, tighter, both arms, my feet leaving the ground a second time. So now we had bled together twice. The bond deepened with every run. By the fourth, he was pouring half his beer in my general direction, an honor I did not understand but accepted with grace.

I began to worry. A man can only swear so many oaths before he must choose which to honor with his life.

By the seventh, the entire section was on its feet, every stranger gripping every other stranger, a hundred sudden brothers roaring as one, and I stood among them, sworn now to all of it, every man in that row, the children, the man selling peanuts, the entire third base line.

A lesser man would have been crushed by so many vows.

I have decided I am simply blessed with the largest family in America, and when the final run crossed and we all embraced as one, weeping strangers under the lights, I held them, every one, and meant it.

My brother in the mustard shirt left without a word when it ended. He did not say goodbye. He did not need to.

We will never speak again.

But if his lord ever calls, I will come.

[Nornal Guy 🧙‍♂️ @theralkia]

This is what a regulated nervous system feels like

[Dylan O'Sullivan @DylanoA4]

C. S. Lewis with maybe the most important paragraph ever written for people with creative ambitions

[link @andrew_link]

Job interviews make me question my identity.

[New Mentalities @NewMentalities]

And the day you stop expecting the boulder to disappear is the day you start enjoying the push.

[Kevin Carpenter @kejca]

Charlie Munger, the Stoic: "Life will have terrible blows in it. Horrible blows. Unfair blows. It doesn't matter. And some people recover and others don't."

"There, I think the attitude of Epictetus is the best. He thought that every mischance in life was an opportunity to behave well. Every mischance in life was an opportunity to learn something. Your duty was not to be submerged in self-pity, but to utilize the terrible blow in a constructive fashion."

[link @andrew_link]

I need a mulberry tree and a couple peach trees. And some yucca.

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@NewAtlantisSun This is a romantic proposal