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There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
by Shel Silverstein
The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
— Carl Sandberg
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I need a word to refer to well-off foolish white liberals (for only a liberal thinks that the kitty is friendly and will do no harm).
Softheads. I shall call them softheads.
“Does your cheetah bite?”
“Nope.”
“OW! WTF! You said it didn’t bite.”
“That’s not my cheetah.”
Apparently, what could go wrong is that the cheetahs get mildly annoyed and brusquely shoo you away without inflicting any bodily harm whatsoever — if that video is any guide. I mean, seeing as how a cheetah can chase down and kill an impala, and seeing as how there was a mother holding a baby in the video … I’m thinking that the cheetahs could have done some physical harm, had they wanted to
Any male wearing skinny jeans deserves to be eaten by a cheetah.
“I need a word to refer to well-off foolish white liberals (for only a liberal thinks that the kitty is friendly and will do no harm).”
Yellowstoners? (After the national park, where such behavior is common—just substitute bears for cats.
On the big cat scale, cheetahs are tolerant of humans. In fact, some cheetah kittens have been domesticated enough to make good housepets and “hunting dogs.” (Assuming you have a very big backyard.)
But wild cheetahs have no real reason to feel friendly toward random humans, even if they respect park rangers a bit.
Also, why did the idiots who were smart enough to stay inside the car, not warn the idiots who got out of the car?
SteveS:
“Das ist nicht mein cheetah.”
You’re most assuredly familiar with the term “natural selection”……sometimes the process is faster.
That’s what I thought Callmelennie. They could have done so much more.
Ah, another example of super smrat sophisticated Euroweenies, just getting closer to their animal brothers and sisters… Think wild animals are scary? Wait till they really get to know their new muslim “immigrant” neighbors.
“just substitute bears for cats.” Yellowstone. Just substitute buffalo for cats. Have you ever looked at a wild buffalo? They are not quite a big as an elephant but they are way larger than your average cattle. And people walk right up to them and snap pix. Darwin Award winners.
The pathetic beta males all run back to the car and leave the woman and child to fend for themselves against the pack. Scum.
Frankly, CW, if they are stupid enough to cavort with wild assed animals I’d abandon them too.
The only way I’d drive through one of them places is the same way I’d drive down MLK Blvd., with a powerful hawgleg laying on the seat next to me.
A big part of staying alive is recognizing danger.
Excellent point Ghostsniper. Here’s an alternate headline:
Friends Exit Cars to Photograph Free-Roaming Mustangs in NW Colorado. Nothing Goes Wrong.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OrOnTWNGNos
Eyes in front: Predator
Eyes on the side: Prey
A big part of staying out of trouble is knowing the difference.
Just when you’re thinking you’re the 2-legged alpha-predator…….