2) Kill the qualifier
Zinsser had no patience for qualifiers.
"Rather." "Very." "Somewhat." "In a sense." "A bit." "Quite." "Fairly."
These words feel like precision. They are the opposite. They signal that the writer does not fully believe what they are saying and is hedging against being wrong.
If something is good, say it is good. If it is bad, say it is bad. If you are not sure, decide before you write the sentence.
The reader cannot trust a writer who does not trust their own sentences.
Focus on what you can control.
Build something. Anything.
A product. Yourself. A family. Your community. A team. Relationships.
Or help someone else build theirs.
Don’t complain. Don’t play the victim.
Ever.
What are you building?
#PlayNiceButWin
Is there a scientific reason no one has been able to replicate the original video of the cop being ejected at Mach 2 or did the slide just judge him impure of heart
"Sports depression" is a thing. It can make devoted fans feel listless, even worthless. It can disturb your sleep. But there are ways to get on top of it. https://t.co/WU00wZxzap
A German visiting Auburn, Alabama, to watch Lionel Messi and Argentina play Iceland stopped at a Buc-ee's and ate brisket sandwiches on a stack of deer feeder corn.
A sentence never before uttered in all of human history.
On June 6, 1944, a 56-year-old general with a secret walked onto Utah Beach under fire, armed with a cane and a pistol.
The secret: his heart was failing. He had hidden it from the army doctors so they wouldn't pull him from the mission.
His name was Theodore Roosevelt Jr. Son of the President. He had begged three separate times to lead the first wave ashore at Normandy before his commanders finally said yes.
When his landing craft drifted 2,000 yards off course, every instinct said redirect the following waves to the correct zone. Instead, Roosevelt walked the beach himself, alone, under artillery fire, cane in hand, reading the terrain.
His verdict: "We'll start the war from right here."
He then stood on that beach and personally greeted every regiment that landed after him, pointing them inland, cracking jokes under shellfire, steadying 18-year-olds who had never seen combat. He did this for hours.
Years later, Omar Bradley was asked to name the single most heroic act he had ever witnessed in combat.
His answer, without hesitation: "Ted Roosevelt on Utah Beach."
Roosevelt's son, Captain Quentin Roosevelt II, also landed at Normandy that same morning. He was named after his uncle, Quentin Roosevelt, who had been shot down as a fighter pilot over France in World War I.
Three generations. Three wars. One family.
Theodore Roosevelt Jr. died in his sleep 36 days later. Heart attack. The thing he had been hiding finally won. He never learned he had been awarded the Medal of Honor.
He was buried at the Normandy American Cemetery.
In 1955, his family had his brother Quentin, killed in WWI, exhumed from where he fell in France and reinterred right beside him. Quentin is the only World War I soldier buried there.
Two brothers. Two world wars. The same French soil.
Their father had once said: "Do what you can, with what you have, where you are."
Both of his sons did exactly that.
Wemby is our generations Lafayette. In a time of great need, a French teenager/ young adult came to America and helped lead his new adopted country to victory against tyranny (foul baiting unethical OKC bullshit)
Idk man, seeing the emotion from Victor Wembanyama after clinching the Western Conference is so damn cool…
I love every second of it. Superstars just aren’t built like this. Shit absolutely means something to him. He’s one of one. Cool as hell.