Wise observation from the late Gordon S. Wood.
“I don’t think history teaches a lot of little lessons, frankly,” he told C-SPAN. “I think it teaches one big lesson, which is that nothing really ever works out the way the perpetrators intend. I can’t think of any major event in the history of the world that ever turned out the way the participants who launched it expected.”
What if your son could trade four stagnant years in lecture halls for four years of adventure, and come out the other side a debt-free EMT, licensed pilot, builder, sailor, fighter, and entrepreneur?
A lot of tough guys urge young people to "skip college," but rarely explain what they should do instead. That just changed.
The great and brilliant Doug Casey, who's visited 150+ countries and made a fortune as an investor, just wrote something every parent of a son needs to read.
I read it and immediately had a copy shipped to Dave Smith, with a note: You have a son, and for his sake you need to read this.
It's called The Preparation, though Doug tells me it was nearly called Renaissance Man.
Have your son pursue this, and he will emerge as the most interesting person everyone he meets will know, by a country mile.
It's a four-year, 16-cycle alternative to college that forges a debt-free EMT, pilot, builder, sailor, and entrepreneur -- oh, and someone who can prepare authentic Italian cooking because he learned it in Florence.
Your son will emerge not as a graduate with a degree and a loan balance, but as a young man who can fly a plane, save a life, build a house, and hold his own in any room.
He'll take courses, too, but not ones taught by crazy people who hate him.
So many young people these days are without direction, and in this AI world don't know what to do.
Doug Casey is training young men to be masters of the universe. (1/2)
🚨🇺🇸🇮🇷 Washington found its counter to Iran's $24 billion demand: spend the frozen money on the countries Iran keeps hitting
Treasury Secretary Scott Bessent has ordered officials to tally the damage Gulf partners have suffered from Iranian attacks and price out repair and recovery costs, as the administration weighs using frozen Iranian assets to compensate for past and future damage linked to Tehran.
Think through what that does.
Iran says the entire deal hinges on getting its $24 billion back.
Treasury's answer is to start metering that pot out to Kuwait and Bahrain, so every missile Tehran fires at its neighbors now drains its own recoverable fortune.
The airport terminal, the casualties, the repairs, it all gets billed to Iran's account.
Source: Reuters
Most people don’t know that The Pieta was housed in the Old St Peter’s, where lighting would fall down onto the artwork from above, rather than shining upwards onto it as we see it today
That means Michelangelo originally sculpted this with the intention of Mary’s face having shadows over it and Christ’s body being illuminated in contrast
The symbolism would be something like her, like us, being somewhere in between sorrow for the Crucified Christ and hopeful in His Resurrection
It’s interesting how subtle changes, even just the lighting, changes the meaning we take away from art
Imagine spending your whole life becoming an academic expert. Then a random guy online tells you that you are wrong about your own field. And he's right. But you can never admit that. Because it would mean admitting that your life was a lie. That is the dilemma of many academics.
I accidentally uncovered one of the funniest secrets in my parents' marriage.
My parents have been married for over 30 years.
Every summer evening, without fail, they'll spend an hour outside together watering plants, pulling weeds, trimming bushes, and fussing over their yard.
The landscaping around their house looks like something out of a magazine.
I've always assumed it was my dad's thing.
A few years ago, I was helping him outside and asked how he got so into gardening.
He laughed.
Dad: Honestly?
Me: Yeah.
Dad: I've never really cared about it.
Me: What?
Dad: Your mom loves it.
Dad: I just like spending time with her.
I remember thinking that was one of the sweetest things I'd ever heard.
Fast forward to this week.
I stopped by while my dad was out of town.
My mom and I were sitting in the kitchen talking when the yard came up.
Mom: You know, I never actually cared much about gardening.
Me: ...what?
Mom: Your dad loves it.
Me: No he doesn't.
Mom: Of course he does.
Me: Mom...
Mom: What?
Me: Dad told me years ago he only does it because he thinks you love it.
She just stared at me.
Then I stared at her.
Mom: You're kidding.
Me: I wish I was.
So we started digging.
Turns out when they first started dating, both of them wanted to seem interesting and outdoorsy.
Dad told her he enjoyed landscaping.
Mom pretended she did too.
Dad saw her enthusiasm and doubled down.
Mom saw his enthusiasm and doubled down.
And somehow neither of them ever admitted the truth.
Thirty years later they're still out there every evening watering flowers neither one of them actually wanted.
Just because each thinks they're doing something nice for the other.
Me: So what are you going to do?
Mom: Nothing.
Me: You're not going to tell him?
Mom: Absolutely not.
Me: Why?
Mom: Because now he'll think I've been lying for 30 years.
Me: You have been.
Mom: Exactly.
I haven't told my brothers.
I haven't told my dad.
Honestly, I don't think I ever will.
At this point it's less of a misunderstanding and more of a renewable energy source powering their entire marriage.
I like that Community Notes flags the array of urban legends, but I think we sort of get that already. They function as modern mini-myths; that's their purpose.
Not praising the Republicans, but the Democrat Party today is just an elaborate gaslighting operation, asking people not to believe the plain evidence of their own eyes. Go Spencer Pratt!
The F1 movie from last summer is great, no question. But major portions of it were done just as well or better in the Speed Racer movie (which I actually saw on the big screen twice, believe it or not).
Romans 5 : 3-5
More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings,
knowing that suffering produces endurance,
and endurance produces character,
and character produces hope,
and hope does not disappoint us,
because God's love has been poured into our hearts
through the Holy Spirit which has been given to us.
252 years ago today, the British Empire closed the busiest port in North America to teach one colony a lesson, and accidentally turned thirteen colonies into one country.
On December 16, 1773, a few dozen Bostonians had thrown 342 chests of East India Company tea into the harbor. The damages came to roughly £9,659. Lord North, the Prime Minister, decided to make an example. Parliament passed the Boston Port Act. King George III signed it on March 31, 1774. It took effect at dawn on June 1.
The Royal Navy moved warships into Boston Harbor and dropped anchor. Every dock was sealed. No ship could enter or leave. Not a barrel of flour, not a load of firewood, not a letter. The port would stay closed until Boston paid the East India Company in full and promised to behave.
The intent was to isolate Massachusetts and force her neighbors to watch her starve.
What happened instead is one of the strangest political miracles in modern history.
Down in Williamsburg, a 31 year old burgess named Thomas Jefferson and a few friends, including Patrick Henry and Richard Henry Lee, pulled a dusty old book off the shelf of the House of Burgesses library, a record of how the Long Parliament had once handled a tyrant, and proposed that the entire colony of Virginia observe June 1, 1774 as a day of "fasting, humiliation, and prayer" in solidarity with Boston.
The Royal Governor, Lord Dunmore, dissolved the House two days later for treason. The burgesses simply walked across the street to the Raleigh Tavern and kept meeting.
June 1 came. In Virginia, every Anglican church was draped in black. The bells tolled all day. Plantation owners shut their doors. Jefferson wrote later that "the effect of the day through the whole colony was like a shock of electricity."
The same shock ran through every colony south of New England. Wagon trains of food started rolling toward Boston from as far away as Charleston. The Marblehead fishermen offered to give the Boston merchants the use of their docks for free. A Quaker miller in Pennsylvania sent a hundred barrels of flour. Israel Putnam personally drove a herd of sheep from Connecticut to feed the city.
Three months later, 56 delegates from twelve colonies sat down together in Philadelphia. It was called the First Continental Congress. None of them had ever met under one roof before.
Parliament wanted to punish a city. It created a nation.
252 years ago today, in a harbor full of Royal Navy frigates, the American Revolution stopped being a Massachusetts problem.
When you tell a woman she must pretend a man is a woman, you’re asserting the right to control her speech and perception of reality, while also trivialising and devaluing her female-specific experience. You’re asking her to agree that ‘woman’ is a concept men can embody at will.
@SecretaryBurgum@POTUS Please release a nice short film with all the fountains, monuments, and parks, Before and After. People would love to see what their tax dollars are restoring!