At its peak, the Philadelphia Navy Yard was a city inside the city, roaring with cranes, rivet guns, and thousands of workers who built and repaired some of the mightiest ships the country ever launched. 📷 The scale of it is hard to imagine now.
Generations of Philadelphians clocked in through those gates. Fathers and sons, and eventually daughters too, spent their working lives here, shaping steel and sending vessels off to sea. When a shift changed, the streets flooded with lunch pails and tired faces, everyone carrying the quiet pride of building something that mattered.
The steam and the sparks have mostly settled now, but the bones of that industrial giant still stand along the Delaware. Walk it today and you can feel the echo of all that labor, the sheer human effort it took to keep the yard humming around the clock. 📷
Did you or someone in your family work at the Navy Yard, and what stories did they carry home?
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We’ve got the best broadcasters in baseball. Tom McCarthy, John Kruk, Scott Franzke, LA, the guys with Phillies Beisbol, and the rest of the team. An amazing call by TMac! #RingTheBell
@igor_os777 come on people, we used to do this 25 years ago and say , "let the users find the bugs" The big boss's timeline was more inportant then clean code.
The fall mullet run is officially underway! 🐟🌊
This morning I spotted one of the first pods of mullet moving through our area here in Southeast Florida. These fishermen happened to be in the right place at the right time as the school passed through.
Get ready for the action!
Education in the West is in crisis.
What we call education is the flat, sterile transference of data coupled with pinches of incense to dominant ideologies.
But true education is an act of love—the act of teaching the soul to love what is beautiful and love it well.
Friends, in my evangelical work online, I often encounter people who are skeptical of religion—dismissing it as a tired, irrational superstition.
When I meet someone like this, I usually begin by asking them, “Do you believe in science?”
The typical response: “Well, of course.”
To which I say: The condition for the possibility of any science is the deep conviction that the world, in every nook and cranny, is intelligible. It has something like a rational pattern to it that can be understood. Otherwise, science wouldn’t get off the ground.
Albert Einstein famously put it this way: “The most incomprehensible thing about the universe is that it’s comprehensible.”
So here’s my question to critics of religion: How do you explain that? Where does this universal intelligibility—describable with the most complex mathematics—come from?
The answer I typically receive is “I don’t know; that’s just the way it is.”
I have a better answer: The world is marked by mathematically precise and complex intelligibility because it was made by a mathematician.
INTRODUCING THE HALL OF FAME CLASS OF 2026!
Tom McCarthy
Award-winning television play-by-play announcer for the Philadelphia Phillies, Tom McCarthy also calls NFL games for radio and television broadcasts for CBS TV and Westwood One. On the collegiate side, he’s been the play-by-play voice of Saint Joseph’s, Rutgers and Princeton University to name a few.
Apparently, the University of Michigan’s College of Literature, Science, and the Arts has determined not to count letter grades toward its freshmen’s GPAs during their first semester, starting in 2027. The reason given is that this move will address the growing mental health crisis among young people. Nothing could be further from the truth. It will, in fact, exacerbate the crisis.
Across cultures, one can discern a common pattern in the initiation rituals of primal peoples. The elders of the tribe rip a young person from the comfort of his home during the night. He is then scarified or otherwise physically marked in some way—a tooth is knocked out or his face is cut—in order to impress upon him that life is difficult.
Then he is introduced to the lore and history of his people, and finally he is taken to the edge of the wilderness, given a few simple provisions, and told to make his way for an extended period of time.
The entire purpose of the exercise is to break him free from the dominance of his self-regarding feelings and to orient him to the achievement of objective goods.
Plato famously compared the soul to a horse-drawn chariot. The animals represent the passions, which provide energy for the vehicle, and the driver represents intelligence and refined moral consciousness. As long as the charioteer is in place, the chariot makes its way purposefully. But if the charioteer is kicked out, the horses will run amok.
Our “suicidally empathetic” culture, which consistently privileges feeling over objective value, has produced armies of dangerously uninitiated young people. In terms of Plato’s metaphor, it has given rise to lots and lots of chariots with no sense of direction, crashing into one another.
Electing not to count first-semester grades toward students’ GPAs in order to spare the delicate emotions of eighteen-year-olds is, spiritually speaking, about as dumb a move as a university could make.