American T-Shirts Done Right!
“I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.”
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
The scientists are in terror
and the European mind stops
Wyndham Lewis chose blindness
rather than have his mind stop.
Night under wind mid garofani,
the petals are almost still
Mozart, Linnaeus, Sulmona,
When one’s friends hate each other
how can there be peace in the world?
Their asperities diverted me in my green time.
A blown husk that is finished
but the light sings eternal
a pale flare over marshes
where the salt hay whispers to tide’s change
Time, space,
neither life nor death is the answer.
And of man seeking good,
doing evil.
In meiner Heimat
where the dead walked
and the living were made of cardboard.
Gerard Van der Leun
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Adult stupidity is exceeded by adult adulteration. We are our own worst self-cannibalizing enemies.
That we shamelessly corrupt our children should
be grounds enough for imprisoning such moral deviants.
Call it what it is, The Old Abnormal.
I have this strange feeling that these people aren’t native english speakers. Reminded me of this, which illustrates the point Howard is making perfectly:
Banned Commercials “Engels Leren?”
Please don’t click, Howard, it’s Dutch.
A co-worker came in with Chinese characters tattooed on his neck. He said it meant “Never Satisfied”. So I copied the text, took it home and looked it up in my Pin Yin dictionary.
Yeah, it was “never satisfied” all right, but not in the “always trying harder” sense he wanted to convey; it actually meant “impossible to please”, with a heavy accent on whining.
I believe some of these photos might be a reversal of that type situation.
Monty, you really know how to suck a guy in. Shame on you! Shame on me the next time I click your link (which I look forward to).
Cultural appropriation, with a side dish of honesty.
Snorting beer out of your nose is painful. I just did both for this post, and the you tube.
The messages in these photos make about as much sense as the insane gobbledygook being taught in Western universities today.
These people are not English speakers. They buy those shirts for the graphics, not knowing what they say of course.
I just received bumper stickers for my cars and truck
“Rope, Lamppost, Politician”
” Some Assembly Required”
“My hovercraft is full of eels.”