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15 Years

As we find ourselves moving through typical lives of things of and of no consequence, there’s a heaviness that lingers today that doesn’t let us forget. Never forget. Never forget.

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Original Voices Restored in Creepy Dolls From the 1800’s

Scientists in Andover, Massachusetts have restored the ghostly voices of dolls manufactured by Thomas Edison’s phonograph company in 1890. This must be why kids look so unhappy in old photographs.. Good luck sleeping after hearing these creepy dolls talk.

11 Great Quotes In Honor of Martin Luther King Jr.

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Remembering Pearl Harbor

Today is a day to remember the 2,402 Americans that were killed and the 1,282 that were wounded during the attack on a Pearl Harbor the morning of December 7th, 1941.
Aerial view:

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USS Arizona burning after attack:

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USS California sinking:

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USS SHAW exploding:

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USS Nevada attempts escape:

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USS Virginia:

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Planes burning, Ford Island:

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Burned Air Forces B-17c:

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Burning ships: USS Arizona, USS Tennessee & USS West Virginia:

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John F. Kennedy Was Assasinated 50 Years Ago Today

jfk4Today is the 5oth anniversary of the day that John F. Kennedy was assassinated. He was shot at 12:30pm on Friday November 22nd, 1963 in Dealey Plaza, Dallas, Texas.

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Around The World In 72 Days

On this date in history, November 14th, 1889, pioneering female journalist Nellie bly 2Bly (aka Elizabeth Cochrane) began a successful attempt to travel around the world in less than 80 days. Her journey was an attempt to make the fictional story, Around The World In 80 Days (published 1873) a reality for the first time. The 25 year old completed the 24,899-mile trip in just seventy-two days, which was a world record at that time. She travelled the world by using steamships and the existing railroad systems and even stopped to buy a monkey in Singapore during the trip! She arrived back home on January 25, 1890.

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Twelve Years Later: Wordless Wednesday

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Special tribute, the faces of the victims of September 11th, 2001.

Martin Luther King Jr’s ‘I Have A Dream’ Speech (Transcript), 50 Years Ago Today

Fifty years ago today, on August 28th, 1963, Martin Luther King Jr. gave his now famous “I Have A Dream Speech” in front of a massive crowd in Washington, D.C..

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In his speech MLK Jr. spoke about how even after 100 years of the Emancipation Proclamation (Lincoln’s declaration giving the remaining slaves their freedom)passed, we still didn’t have equality in America. Now fifty years later (150 since the Emancipation Proclamation), all people in our country, still have not achieved full equality. This is clearly shown to us every day with continued racism, poverty and clear imbalances in every day things like jobs, entertainment, police brutality, health statistics, political power and more.

Just like MLK Jr. said then, that decree (Emancipation Proclamation) and now his speech is (should be) a great beacon of light; a reminder that we’ve come a long way, but we aren’t there yet. The bank still has insufficient funds.

It’s important to re-read the speech periodically and think about what it meant then and what it still means today to remind ourselves of where we still have to go. And it’s important not just for African American’s, but for people of every race in America. This can never be just a fight fought by half of our population; the dream will only ever be fulfilled with the work of every person together.

The line that literally brought me to tears while reading today: “I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.”

I myself hope the same for all the sweet little children in everywhere.

Below is the full transcript to the speech:

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we have come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.” But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check — a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating “For Whites Only”. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!”

20 Things You Didn’t Realize Were 20 Years Old Already

Bill Clinton’s Presidency.

Clinton_02The Buffalo Bills and their 4 consecutive Super Bowl losses.

buffalo billsThe original World Trade Center Bombing that injured over 1,000 people.

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Rodney King Beating & trial.

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Doom (The Video Game).

Doom_cover_artWhitney Houston’s Baby (Bobbi Kristina)

whitneyAndre the Giant’s Death.

Andre_in_the_late_'80sMonica Seles being stabbed in the back during a tennis match in Germany.

monica sellusWilson Phillips break-up.

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Intel Pentium Microprocessors.

Pentium_d_lgInvestigations of Michael Jackson’s child abuse case.

michael jackson93Beanie Babies.

beanie-babiesHuman Embryos being cloned.

human embryoJurassic Park.

jurassic_park1Sleepless in Seattle.

sleepless in seatleNirvana’s In Utero.

220px-In_Utero_(Nirvana)_album_coverThe X-Files.

xfilesThe cast of Beverly Hills 90210 graduated from high school.

90210Cheers final episode.

220px-Sam_Diane_Cheers_finaleBlind Melon’s Bee Girl.

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Where Did The Myth of The Stork Come From

I had to laugh the other day while we were at Sea Breeze (a local amusement park) and on a sign at the entrance to one of the rides there was a picture of a baby being carried by a stork with a circle around it and a line strike through to represent that pregnant women couldn’t ride the rides. I normally probably wouldn’t think twice about it, because it’s a symbol I’ve grown up with, but my daughter was looking at the picture and wondered what a bird with a baby hanging from it’s beak had to do with women that had babies in their tummies. And if you think about it, the symbol on the sign is rather funny and feels a bit arbitrary in modern times.

This is weird right?!

This is weird right?!

The exact beginning origins of the stork myth isn’t completely clear as it seems that it is sprinkled throughout a handful of different cultures as symbols of mothering, childbirth, fertility, monogamy and families. It was believed or at least passed on that the souls of unborn children lived in watery areas such as marshes, wells, springs, and ponds and since storks
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The Hebrew word for stork is equivalent to “kind mother,” and the image of the White Stork is a symbol for paternal care. In an old Polish folktale God had changed man into a stork to care for the other animals. In Greek mythology, the stork was reversely a symbol of stealing a baby and carrying it away. In one mythical story, Gerana, a beautiful Queen of the Pygmies, was changed into a stork by Hera, one of the goddesses whom she had angered. As a stork, Gerana tried to abduct her own child, Mopsus, whom she loved, but was constantly chased away. In Norse mythology and other similar folklore, the stork  represents a life-long commitment to family values, since it is  considered to be monogamous. Likewise for Early Christians who used the stork as an emblem of a chaste marriage. In Egyptian mythology, the stork was often associated with the ba or personality of a unique individual character of each human being. The ba or soul was represented by a bird, usually a stork, with a human head. The Egyptians also linked the migratory behavior of the stork to the  soul’s departure from and return to a sleeping human; they  also thought that the ba could  return to the body of the deceased, because being its rightful home. In northern Europe the stork became a symbol of childbirth because the birds arrive on their breeding grounds in Poland and Germany nine months after  midsummer.  In Europe the myth was popularized by a 19th century Hans Christian Andersen story called The Storks. German folklore told stories that storks had found babies in caves or marshes and brought them to households in baskets on their backs or carried in their beaks. These caves contained adebarsteine or “stork stones”. The babies would then be given to the mother or dropped down the chimney. In Europe Storks were also encouraged to nest on  people’s homes and properties in the hope that they would bring fertility and prosperity. Households would notify the storks when they wanted children by placing sweets on the window sill. Storks were also associated with handicapped or stillborn babies in Germany, the myths explained the stork having dropped the baby en route to the household causing the issues, or it was seen as revenge or punishment for past wrongdoing. In Slavic mythology and religion, storks were thought to carry unborn souls from Iriy to Earth in spring and summer. This belief still persists in the modern folk culture of many Slavic countries, in the simplified children’s tale that “storks bring children into the world”. Storks are seen by the Slavs as bringing luck, and thus killing one would also bring misfortune. In our own country, children of African American slaves were sometimes told that white babies were brought by storks, while black babies were born from buzzard eggs (How terrible).

And finally in current day we still describe the stork as a way that babies get here to children because we don’t want to explain sex or childbirth to our kids.

I personally have no trouble with telling my kids that babies grow in their mommies tummies and that they are born from our bodies.

What about you? How does the baby arrive in your household? Is the stork a thing of the past and at the very least should we stop putting its picture on signs?

I'd rather see this in a parking lot than a bird

I’d rather see this in a parking lot than a bird