Subdeacon Joe

Menu from Macy’s. New York in 1917. The prices are in cents, not dollars. From the New York Public Library https://digitalcollections.nypl.org/items/c142b72c-1809-3ca6-e040-e00a18060f0a

The cost of food for one week for Family J. And tips for improvement. c1942. From the National Archives https://catalog.archives.gov/id/515652?objectPage=2

You insult idiots.

Old American Photos · John, the cook, baking flapjacks and biscuits somewhere on the pioneer trail. 1874.

Not a funny, but I don't know where else to put it. St. Seraphim of Sarov Cathedral, Santa Rosa CA. Eve of Theophany.

That's my point, sort of. Nobody is teaching them that for all practical purposes there is no difference except the color of the uniform. Compare Nazi Germany and the Stalinist Soviet Union. Same methods, same goals. National Socialism was still socialism. Fascism is socialism/communism with a whitewash of capitalism.

I'm glad we have a comfortable couch!

The first example is incorrect. That would also be capitalism as it's your choice to be charitable. Socialism is the State forcing you to give one cow to your neighbor. Notice how similar socialism, communism, fascism, and Nazism are to one another? Just different faces of the same totalitarian die.

Ever notice that the women who scream loudest about the mythical "pay gap" don't beat down the doors to get into jobs like this?

I'm going to "a Special Hell" (see Firefly for reference) because while that's just WRONG in so many ways, it's also really funny! As to the the Three Holy Youths (actual general name of the icon). Hymns Troparion (Tone 2) Great are the accomplishments of faith, for the Three Holy Youths rejoiced in the fountain of flames as though in the waters of rest; and the prophet Daniel appeared, a shepherd to the lions as though they were sheep. So by their prayers, O Christ God, save our souls! Kontakion (Tone 6) You did not worship the graven image, O thrice-blessed ones, but armed with the immaterial Essence of God, you were glorified in a trial by fire. From the midst of unbearable flames you called on God, crying: Hasten, O compassionate One! Speedily come to our aid, for You are merciful and able to do as You will.

Yesterday, I had a flat tire on the interstate. So I ease my car over to the shoulder of the road, carefully get out of the car, and open the trunk. I took out 2 cardboard men, unfolded them, and stood them at the rear of my car, facing oncoming traffic. They look so lifelike you wouldn't believe it! They are in trench coats, exposing their nude bodies and private parts to the approaching drivers. But to my surprise, cars start slowing down, looking at my lifelike men. And, of course, traffic starts backing up. Everybody is tooting their horns and waving like crazy. It wasn't long before a state trooper pulled up behind me. He gets out of his car and starts walking towards me. I could tell he was not a happy camper! 'What's going on here?' 'My car has a flat tire,' I said calmly. 'Well, what the hell are those obscene cardboard men doing here by the road?' I couldn't believe that he didn't know. So I told him, 'Helloooooo, those are my emergency flashers! "

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Targets!