Arthur and I were playing fetch. I was on the bed while Nebula was laying on the chair. Typically, if Arthur brings me his tennis ball and I don’t throw it, he pitches a fit until I do.
I guess he decided to let the kitty have a turn throwing it, so he put it on the chair next to her. But being a kitty, she can’t exactly throw a tennis ball. And because she doesn’t understand fetch anyway, she thought that he gave her the tennis ball and kept it.
The ensuing tantrum was MONUMENTAL. And every time he tried to take the tennis ball back, Nebula would smack him across the face to keep him from taking it.
“He gave it to me! It’s MINE now.”
The face of a kitty who regrets absolutely nothing.
He kept crying and hollering about it though, so eventually I had to take it from her. She let me have it with a look of utter feline resignation.
The Brooklyn Daily Eagle, New York, August 13, 1932
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The Potter Enterprise,
Coudersport, Pennsylvania, January 22, 1925:
Daily Democrat-Forum and Maryville Tribune, Missouri, January 4, 1933:
The Post-Crescent, Appleton, Wisconsin, September 9, 1932:
Is there any hatred stronger than the rage kids get towards Barney the dinosaur as soon as they are just a little too old for Barney the dinosaur
So, this guy, Martin Pistorius, fell into a coma when he was 12 years old and eventually awoke completely paralyzed, at least physically. He was misdiagnosed. Doctors believed he was in a completely vegetative state, but in reality, he had regained full consciousness and awareness. He just didn’t possess any motor function, so he couldn’t communicate to anyone that he was alive in there. He lived this way for 12 years before he overcame it by sheer force of will and was given the tools to communicate. He tells his story in his book, Ghost Boy. Since then he’s also been the subject of the first episode of Invisibilia on NPR and had his own TedTalk.
Anyway, the breaking point that incited his plan of escape was being forced to watch Barney reruns all day, everyday at his care center. Sitting in front of the TV, he learned to tell the time by the shadows on the wall. If he had time he could know when Barney would end. With the ability to measure his days, he was able to pull himself out of the void and ultimately start down the path to recovery. Today, Martin can communicate whatever he wants with the help of a computer program, but there’s one thing he can’t articulate: “I cannot even express to you how much I hated Barney.”
So it turns out that the primal hatred people have toward Barney is strong enough to pull a disembodied consciousness out of the abyss of existential despair and into the physical world out of pure spite
Some of them have some on them I think. It was a possum that died in a neighbors yard. They didn’t ever bother to remove it and eventually it decomposed and skeletonized so I decided to collect the bones I could. A couple were still juicy though.
Thanks for the link. Still not sure what I’ll do with the bones once I get them clean.
The Paradox Machine 