Subdeacon Joe
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2 hours ago, Hardpan Curmudgeon SASS #8967 said:
Two Hundred Forty-Nine Years and Two Days Ago...
From the musical,
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1 hour ago, Horace Patootie, SASS #35798 said:
I found a recipe to make a paint that once dried, an impact would make it explode
My high school chem teacher showed us how to make silver acetylide and nitrogen triiodide. Both are primary explosives, and both get very sensitive to touch and vibration.
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1 hour ago, Alpo said:
I liked that he had made an unstoppable fire of over 5,000° f, and for safety sake he had a garden watering can, in case it got away from him.
I was wrong when I said he was a moron. He was a MORON!!!
That's the thermite. Any small secondary fires are just regular fires.
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6 hours ago, Calamity Kris said:
WHY???????
Because massive conflagations are COOL!!!!
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Well, being a contraband, i thought I'd post a few Rebel Flags.
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Hoodies cause crime! Think about it. All the closed circuit footage, most of the police sketches of suspects over the past 15 or 20 years.....the thugs are wearing Hoodies.
Hoodies cause crime and need to be banned.
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5 hours ago, Hardpan Curmudgeon SASS #8967 said:
Arguably the best Citroen ever, the Deux Chevaux~! 😄
That company had a genius bit of Sabotage in WWII
They were small actions of resistance at first, like refusing to meet with German officials other than through intermediaries. After all, PJB wasn't going to just roll over and let the Germans take over his factory without a fight. It’s just that the ‘fight’ had to be subtle, micro-aggressions that would go undetected in day-to-day life while still stymieing the occupiers in reaching their objectives.
So, short of refusing to build trucks for the German army, a resistance that would have seen him executed, Boulanger instead came up with more cunning ways to resist the occupying forces.
His first act of resistance was to order a ‘go-slow’ on the Citroen T45 production line, keeping the Germans waiting for their crucial transport infrastructure, a move that affected the movement of troops and supplies throughout occupied France.
It was a minor victory for PJB and Citroen, but by such small actions do bigger victories come.
Boulanger’s next act of resistance was far more ingenious, and one that had bigger repercussions for the German army. And yet, it was beautiful in its simplicity.
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As Reynolds wrote in his 2001 book, The Citroen 2CV, Boulanger, however, had other ideas, and every new T45 that rolled off Citroen’s production line destined for the German army, was equipped with a custom-designed dipstick, one where the notches that indicated engine oil levels had been significantly lowered.
And that meant when it came time for German engineers and mechanics to service their T45 trucks, the tampered dipsticks would indicate that there was plenty of oil in the T45’s sump when in fact, the French-built warhorse was running desperately low.
‘Alles gut, wir brauchen kein öl,’ was, in all likelihood, a common refrain heard in German mechanical workshops, before sending their supply trucks to the front with a golden seal of approval little realising they were critically short on oil.
You can imagine what happened next.
Starved of the golden lubricant, a motor engine’s elixir of life, the Germans’ Citroen T45 transporters broke down with alarming regularity, their engines seizing up leaving troops and supplies stranded by the roadside while the French celebrated their small victories with a glass of vin rouge while puffing insouciantly on a Gauloises.
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Good stuff.
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2 hours ago, DocWard said:
Coming from a person who did the child abuse, neglect and dependency docket for our county's CPS for a decade or so, I would need a bit more information. Why was mom arrested? If mom were arrested for child endangerment, child abuse, drug charges, or any number of other offenses, then yes, the courts can take the child, put the child in the custody of CPS and into foster care. The court will be obligated to attempt to locate and serve the father. From there, it will depend on whether mom is incarcerated for an extended period of time, or whether she can work a reunification plan. Found not guilty? She might still need to work a plan, because the burden of proof is lower in the civil action.
So, let's say mom attempts the reunification plan and fails. Or is going to prison for a very long time. Again, assuming no father or appropriate family members, CPS would likely file for the involuntary termination of parental rights, so that the child might be adopted. At this point, the foster parents would have an edge if they wanted to adopt, based upon the bonding of the child with the family, etc... However, it is not a given, based upon a matching process that is done according to statute and administrative law. Most likely though, the foster parents would be the adoptive family.
Thank you for the detailed response.
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This outdoes our Fastest Train To Nowhere.
"A nearly 90-degree turn was built into the railway over-bridge, leaving drivers aghast as they were expected to screech to sudden halts before taking what critics have said are dangerously sharp turns."
But wait!
"A similar engineering faux pas occurred in Bombay in Maharashtra, also ruled by the BJP, last year. The two sides of a new overbridge failed to meet in the middle, with a misalignment of six feet rendering it a bridge to nowhere.
“Yes, truly the first in India, probably in the world, that the two bridges that were to be joined have a difference of six feet in height,” the opposition leader Aaditya Thackeray said at the time."
Now, how many American companies hire Indian engineers here on H1B visas?
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4 hours ago, Pat Riot said:
Definitely a Sweetheart and a Great Lady.
As the saying goes, "Praise Dale!"
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The only way to answer is, "It depends."
Is this the first time Mom has been in trouble with the law?
What was the charge on which she was convicted?
Shoplifting? Probably not.
Mom holding her daughter down while Mom's boyfriend molested her? Probably yes.
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July 17, 1944. Dale Evans stands barefoot on a dusty Los Angeles soundstage, taps the heel of her Gibson guitar twice for invisible count-off, and belts the first verse of a song she wrote on butcher paper while frying eggs for her son the night before. Nobody knows the tune yet—“Happy Trails” is still a scribble—but Republic Pictures suits lean in like prospectors hearing gold under shale. Three decades earlier she was Frances Octavia Smith, a shy red-haired farm kid who eloped at fourteen so she could escape cotton rows and taste city air; the marriage lasted less than a harvest, but the freedom stuck like prairie burrs. She waited tables in Memphis through the Great Flood of ’27, sneaking onto WMC radio after closing shifts to sing jazz standards under a fake name because minors weren’t allowed on the late-night frequency. A program director finally asked her real handle; she invented “Dale Evans” on the spot—“Dale” after a favorite cowboy serial, “Evans” because the script needed symmetry. The new persona unlocked doors. She became Chicago’s “Queen of the Air,” cashing twenty-five-cent requests while studying arrangement theory by transcribing Benny Goodman solos at half speed. Hollywood followed, and so did heartbreak: studio press agents wanted a glamor doll, so she performed vocal warm-ups inside a mop closet to avoid gossip scribes who mocked her Oklahoma vowels. Yet she weaponized those vowels, turning rustic honesty into a brand. When wartime producers begged for a duet partner to tame Roy Rogers’ rambunctious fan base, she brought her guitar, one coffee-stained lyric sheet, and the nerve to insist on equal billing. Roy nodded once and never looked back.
November 29, 1952. A stiff breeze lifts the canvas walls of a makeshift tent hospital in Seoul, and Dale—clad in USO khakis stitched with a hidden pocket—slips harmonicas and peppermint sticks to wounded infantrymen who think she’s there only to croon. Between sets she scribbles prayer notes for mothers back home, then mails them from a Taiwan layover because Pentagon censors can’t track foreign postmarks. Returning stateside, she discovers her newborn daughter Robin has Down syndrome. Studio publicists urge silence; instead Dale writes the bestseller “Angel Unaware,” funneling royalties into scholarships for special-needs kids long before the term existed. She and Roy adopt four more children—two mixed-race, two war orphans—defying sponsors who warn it could “confuse Middle America.” She shrugs, records a Christmas special emphasizing family is chosen, and ratings jump twelve points. In 1969 she testifies before Congress, slipping a harmonica to a bored page boy and telling senators that inclusive playgrounds cost less than wheelchairs. During breaks on the “Roy Rogers Show” she sketches prosthetic-saddle designs so kids with cerebral palsy can ride horses; ten prototypes later, a San Bernardino ranch teaches therapeutic riding nationwide. At seventy she earns her pilot’s license, flying rescue dogs from hurricane zones because “trail bosses don’t retire, they reroute.” She dies at eighty-eight with boots by the bed and a half-finished lyric about Martian cowgirls grazing red-dust skies—a reminder that imagination’s horizon always shifts. The Friday after her funeral, children at a Phoenix rehab center strum borrowed guitars and shout her unfinished chorus. The staff hears something familiar: two heel taps, and a melody that still promises happy trails.
#cowgirl
#happytrails
#trailblazer
#usousa
#texas
dale evans hidden stories
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angel unaware legacy
roy rogers duet origins
cowgirl innovation tales
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